A Prayer

Ive been cleaning and organizing the entire house these past few weeks. It seems that every few months or so I have to do this ... since this year has been so crazy, it needs it more than ever! While I was sorting through a basket I found this little silver cross.
Close to this time last year, our family was attending Chelsea's 4th grade Christmas play at the PAC. After somewhat surviving the program with a 2 month old and a very wiggly 20 month old we headed home. An older gentleman approached me, while I was waiting for Tom to pull the car to the front. He grabbed my hand and said "You look like you need a prayer", then he placed this small cross in my hand. I guess he and his family had been sitting behind us during the play. I felt touched by his gesture and thanked him. It was the following day that Claira's heart defects were discovered and we ventured into the long next few months.
I've since put it on my bathroom mirror so I can always remember this sweet man's prayer for our family.