I just finished Everything on a Waffle. It's short and I don't have much time (going to Maine! Whee!), so I'll keep it short.
Girl's parents are lost at sea. She spends the next few months floating around town, getting to know quirky adults just a little bit better, and all the while having faith that her parents are still alive and just waiting to come back to her.
Until the last few pages, I wasn't sure where the book was going. All along, the adults kept telling the girl her parents were dead, and she counters with, "Isn't there anything you ever believed without any evidence it was true?" And they're all, "No. . . . Well, except the one time...." So I was afraid the moral of the story would be that you can have faith and it's ok, which I guess is an ok moral, except that doesn't seem to be the problem with society today (plenty of people have no problem having faith).
But that wasn't the point of the story. I'm still not quite sure what it was, but I think it's something like, "What you're looking for might be right under your nose." While the girl was getting to know all these people, she realized that many of them were waiting or wanting for something to happen to them, to enrich their lives, when they should have realized that there was plenty of richness they were ignoring right at home. I'm not sure that's exactly the point the author was making, but I like it, so I'm going to go with it.