Jeremiah 29:11. Julie Arduini

His Best      I was fifteen.  Much too old to believe in Santa Claus.  Besides, I didn’t need him.  I had my own godmother; no, not a fairy godmother, but close enough.  My godmother, Lillian Holmes, known to me and fifty-some foster children as Mama Lil, loved me like I was her own daughter.  I…