Miracles do happen. Sometimes they’re big, sometimes they’re little. I just witnessed one that had a huge impact on the life of a man I know.
He went through a bitter divorce 40+ years ago, and the unfortunate happened: his ex-wife preferred that he have no contact with his two children. Some years back, the adult son sent him a note, inviting his dad to contact him and get to know him, his wife, and his child. Miracle #1. But the son didn’t tell his sister, who, along with their mom, had no warm and fuzzy thoughts about the dad. A few days ago, for some reason, that changed. Brother told sister, and together they called their father. It had been 27 years since father and daughter talked, and a new relationship is building. All it took was one person’s reaching out to another, willing to accept what they find.
Soap-opera-ish? Maybe. Then again, you didn’t see the tears in the father’s eyes. And you probably don’t believe in everyday miracles….Too bad.
This is a wonderful story. Thanks so much for sharing.
It was Frank.