Newest Light: Jadyn, 16 - "Pine Needles"
When I was with my adoptive family, each year around Christmas time we would make wreaths and sell them for wells in Africa. During the first few weeks of October we’d go out to places where Balsam trees grew and gather the branches for the wreaths. Our trucks and trailers would be filled with Balsam branches, there would be needles everywhere; on our clothes, on the truck floors, and in our hair. Those were some of the best memories we had together, every family member was involved and it just became something special to all of us. Throughout the year my mom and sisters and I went to garage sales, thrift stores, or auctions to find decorations to put in the wreaths. Every time there was a sale on ribbon, we’d buy a ton of it. Our home was on a farm so we made our wreaths in the barn; we had no farm animals which worked out pretty well. I can remember times we stayed up ‘till midnight cranking out those wreaths. Our hands were sore, our feet hurt from standing up so long, our stomachs growled from not having enough to eat because there wasn’t much time; but in the end we could look back and smile at the work we did, and that was the best part of all. One year we raised enough money to make three wells, which was pretty huge because making wells in Africa costs a lot. I think though, those were one of the best memories I had with my family. There was so much love, so much care going into our work. We made a difference in the world and gave people hope. That was the best part of it all.