I wanted to post this yesterday, but I'm taking two recertification courses and had some reading to do. I think I've actually posted about this before. If I could only express exactly how much this means to me...
April 26. A birthday. Not mine--that would actually be today--but a young man named Kyle. Seven years ago. His birthday celebration at a Chinese restaurant, and one of the fortunes in the
fortune cookie happens to say
Three days later, Lily Grace was born.
Happy birthday, Kyle. I celebrate the fine, young man you've become, but with your birthday, I can't help but celebrate the miracle that was foretold on a small, white piece of paper stuck in a cookie in a Chinese restaurant.
