In the early 1980s, my Grandma and Grandpa, the Rev. and Mrs. Donald L. Wilson, had retired to Holland, Michigan, after years of caring for their churches, their children and grandchildren, and the many other lives they touched.But Grandma Vedah still wanted “to shed a few rays of sunshine,” and writing children’s literature was the way she chose to do it.
For the next 2 years, she studied by mail with the Institute for Children’s Literature, where she wrote a series of stories that reflected her deep faith, her exuberant joy, and the great love she had for children—particularly her children and grandchildren, who appeared frequently in her writings.
Years later, I was blessed to come into possession of a box of Grandma’s writings, containing those stories and other ideas she had written down.
I am finally posting those writings here, as quickly as I can get them formatted for the computer.
I hope they are a blessing to you.
-KW
I am proud to be her son. As brother Ron said at her funeral... "She is probably the best example of being a Christian than any one we know." She always looked for a way to love.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I see this as a great moment happening for the friends and family of Vedah Wilson.
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ReplyDeleteKelly, this is wonderful. Grandma was truly a living Saint! I loved her and miss her, so these stories are precious. I remember when you got the notes, at the auction. I got a porcelin navity, as a keepsake. Please post more when you have time.
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