A Light In My Darkness
The past few days had been a very dark time for me. On Monday, I received confirmation that unfortunately, my suspicions were true - I'd had a miscarriage over the weekend. We made it through Monday and Tuesday, and on Wednesday, I was very down emotionally, crying over seemingly insignificant things. My husband volunteered to feed and bathe our two children and put them to bed so I could get out of the house and grab a better dinner than PB&J for the two of us. I simply drove, and I ended up at Chick-fil-A. The two young gentlemen that greeted me with smiles, and even got me to smile and laugh, were truly a Godsend. They had no knowledge of what I was going through. They were just there, spreading sunshine unaware. I went home with a feeling of renewal and hope that things will be ok. I went home happier. I'm not sure they'll ever know how deeply their cheerfulness affected me, but I will always remember that light that came exactly when I needed it. Those two young men were truly a blessing.