This week, I was witness to a miracle. I’m not going to delve into the details of said miracle as it’s a private matter for the person who it happened to, but when all that was left was hope and prayer…. that was enough.
And of course, I think my little dude is a miracle. If you knew me a year ago and knew my thoughts on bearing children at the time, you’d think he’s a miracle, too.
Every once in awhile, life works out so perfectly – so unexpectedly great, that it’s impossible not to believe in miracles. Sometimes a coincidence is more than happenstance. A lot of the time, prayers do get answered.
On today’s Thankful Thursday, I’m incredibly grateful for beating the odds, for life-changing surprises, and for all the little miracles that happen every day and go unnoticed.