I found my Laura Ingalls book!

This book is a compilation by of articles written for a newspaper by LIW. Edited by Stephen W. Hines.

I love reading these posts. I guess this must have been Laura's "blog"



Are You Your Children’s Confidant?
September 1921
A letter from my mother, who is seventy-six years old, lies on my desk beside a letter from my daughter far away in Europe. Reading the message from my mother, I am a child again and a longing unutterable fills my heart for counsel, for the safe haven of her protection and the relief from responsibility which trusting in her judgment always gave me.
But when I turn to the letter written by my daughter, who will always be little girl to me no matter how old she grows, then I understand and appreciate my mother’s position and her feelings toward me. Many of us have the blessed privilege of being at the same time mother and child, able to let the one interpret the other to us until our understanding of both is rich and full. What is there in the attitude of your children toward yourself that you wish were different? Search your heart and learn if your ways toward your own mother could be improved. In the light of experience and the test of the years, can you see how your mother might have been more to you, could have guided you better? Then are making the most of your privileges with the children who are looking to you for love and guidance? For there is, after ah, no great difference --- the generations; the problems of today and tomorrow must be met in much the same way as those of yesterday. During the years since my mother was a girl to the time when my daughter woman. there have been many slight, external changes in the fashions and ways of living, some change in the thought of the world, and much more freedom expressing those thoughts. But the love of rnother and child is the same, with the responsibility of controlling and guiding on the one side and the obligation of obedience and respect on the other. The most universal sentiment in the world is that of mother-love. From the highest to the lowest in the scale of humanity, and all through the animal kingdom, strongest force in creation, the conserver of life, the safeguard of evolution. It holds within its sheltering care the fulfillment of the purpose of creation itself. In all ages, in all countries it is the same—a boundless, all-enveloping love: if necessary, a sacrifice of self for the offspring.
Think of the number of children in the world, each the joy of some mother’s heart, each a link connecting one generation with another, each a hope for the future…
It stuns the mind to contemplate their number and their possibilities, for these are the coming rulers of the world: the makers of destiny, not only for their own generation but for the generations to come. And they are being trained by the women of today. Surely “The hand that rocks the cradle is that hand that rules the world”