Once upon a time, in a land not so very far way, where Kings and Queens and Brussels sprouts were still well-loved and respected, a small family began. The husband and wife said their vows to one another under Christmas trees and stars, with family surrounding them and God as their witness. These vows were not small or insignificant, and they offered no room to be broken, for this couple swore the most serious of promises: that, until Death forced his hand, no human interference could part them. This unbreakable covenant was sealed with Love, and Will, and Choice, marked by Unselfishness. Their name was Richards.
Happily, the pair began their married life. But every path is bumpy and precarious, so they soon found they needed to move away from family and comfort and into a new State. This new realm offered good opportunity for beginning their Family. Yet, a year after the move, their lives and possessions were still not at Home, but in a temporary apartment. Further, the Master of the quarters still had no employment. Although he searched and continues searching, while pursuing greater skill, he still awaits an Income. Meanwhile, the Lady of the tiny land worked and works, and happily supported her King, while hoping for prosperity in their new life.
THEN, the greatest of changes and challenges arose! For the Lady one day felt her food had been poisoned! Her body rejected it all. She found herself exhausted like the Princess of old, sleeping away precious hours. She felt weary of food, and sensitive to smells, and altogether not herself. With great surprise she learned the most important piece of news- her body now carried the body of another! This Little One had come to make their Family complete. Great rejoicing abounded! The King and his Lady began to prepare for their Baby. They heard a tiny but determined and strong heartbeat. Their Physician tested the Lady's blood and declared the Newcomer a Prince.
But Prince Richards had no castle, only a tiny land with small living quarters. So the Master and his Lady boldly decided to ask the surrounding village for help. Help to fund the purchase of a small Castle, a modest Castle- a forever Home instead of a temporary lodging. With great hope and many prayers, they are sending their Request throughout the land. No matter how small the offering, no matter how little- every coin will help. While the Lady waits with expectation for the appearance of the Prince, she holds her ever-growing belly and hopes for the greatest of Christmas presents- the birth of her Son and a new Home for his bed.