I'm going to write a book. The prologue will read something along the lines of:
Our day began as it would any other Saturday. I had no reason to believe that this day would offer me a miracle that my heart never knew was possible.
It all began on a visit to our local nursery one cool Saturday afternoon April 2009. This is our first spring in our new house. Chris, being very eager to update our landscaping around the house, wanted to spend the afternoon finding new bushes and plants to spruce up our already beautiful yard.
When we arrived at the nursery, I grabbed Addie's sling, Addie grabbed pup-pup and Chris helped me get them all snuggled in close to me, knowing this is the only way to keep her content while we browse row after row of plants.
We make our way into the nursery, stopping to see the fish in the pond. I point to the fish, realizing that Addie doesn't see them. My heart aches. We move on, gingerly walking through the rows, mud oozing up just enough to dirty our running shoes.
Addie is content with pup-pup all cuddled in her arms and her all cuddled in my arms.
We look at red bushes, yellow bushes, purple bushes and so many green bushes that my eyes feel as if they are starting to cross.
A gentleman makes his way over to offer assistance.
This is my cue to exit stage right.
Addie, pup-pup and I walk down the hill to the hanging baskets and tables full of potted flowers. They're beautiful! It's springtime and the flowers are proud to highlight the season.
I talk to Addie. I tell her to look at all of the beautiful colors, the blooming flowers and the blanket of greenery. We walk from flower to flower. She wants to gently touch the petals and so I guide her little hand from petal to petal.
Next, I tell her that the flowers smell so beautiful. I lean way over, taking care not to let pup-pup fall from her arms and I smell the flowers.
I ask Addie if she wants to smell the flowers too, "ys" she says.
We lean back over and (to God goes all the glory), my sweet, beautiful miracle makes the most angelic attempt to smell the flowers.
She leans way in just millimeters from the flowers, closes her breathtaking blue eyes, presses her lips softly together, leans her head back and says, "Mmmm" and laughs the most heartwarming laugh!
In her attempt to imitate me.
My heart explodes with joy!
Have you ever seen an angel from heaven defy all odds?
I have.
This time, it was standing in the middle of a nursery in a speck of a little town in the deep south on a sunny, spring day. There were numerous people milling about, but I believe that I was the only witness to this gift.
To me, there was no one else present.
I asked my beautiful angel if she wanted to smell more flowers, "ys" she answered. I told her, "OK, let's look for some more" and she pointed at more.
She pointed at more...she understood me.
She understood me and responded appropriately.
Have you ever held an angel and witnessed a miracle you were assured would never happen?
I have.
My angel, my Addie, my miracle, my gift from God is serving a purpose beyond my complete comprehension.
Have you ever stood alone in a crowd of people as God reached down to offer your heart and soul new hope?
I have.
I am thankful and I am blessed.
Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Matthew 6:9-10
