I’ve mentioned that Wayne used to wear 2 wrist watches sometimes. One he received from his employer at 20 years and one from my Mom as a gift – this gift watch had quit working.
Being his name is engraved on the one watch, I slipped the gift watch off his wrist after he was admitted permanently.
We had taken the gift watch to be serviced and the fellow told us it would not help to put a new battery in as the interior was all corroded. Kind of was sad as he liked it and it was from Mom.
Anyway, I set the watch to the correct time and wore it home. My heart skipped several beats that evening when I saw it was keeping perfect time – and still is.
This gave me goosebumps … in a good way, that is!
Small miracles are always such a blessing!
love,
dolores
Aren’t blessings lovely?
HUGS
One word – just one word – WOW!
How amazing is that?
~Mad
This is my favorite story of the year! We need not wonder at all.
How cool is that!