After delivering a baby for a lonely mother, the doctor looked at the newborn’s face and dropped his instruments in shock. He stared into the baby’s distinct amber eyes and whispered, “where is the woman who brought you here?” The mother pointed to her bag, revealing an old photograph that solved a twenty-year-old mystery…

my son catch a firefly in his cupped hands in the backyard of the home I built, I finally comprehended the strange, divine mercy of that freezing January morning in the hospital.

The doctor hadn’t broken down at the foot of my bed because my world was ending.

He had broken down because, for the first time in eight agonizing years, our world was finally continue reading …