Yesterday was my Dad’s 80th birthday. I had so much fun planning a little party with our family on Sunday. As time went on new ideas to honor him popped up. I put flowers on the altar at church in his honor. We put his picture in our local paper, and he even made the 10 pm news last Friday night!
We had a wonderful time on Sunday celebrating and honoring Dad. Yesterday we all received a gift that we will all honor and cherish forever. My cousins, Dawn and Beth (Elizabeth) and their husbands, joined us in the celebration. Beth works for a photographer and loves to take photos. All throughout the afternoon she was taking them.
Yesterday I received a note from her about one of the family pics. There was a huge white spot right above my head and close to my husband Roger and my daughter Anna. When Beth first noticed it she was alarmed that something had gone wrong with her camera and perhaps all the photos would be ruined.
Not the case – the white spot, otherwise known as an “orb” was only on one picture.
Excitedly I printed the photo out and called my Dad over. He came into my kitchen, and I told him I had one final birthday gift for him but he’d better sit down first. I explained what an orb was and the significance of it, and then laid the photo down in front of him. He studied the photo from one side to the other and suddenly the realization hit him. His precious first-born granddaughter, Elizabeth, had made her presence known on a very special day in his life.
We both shed tears of joy, and now we really do have a photo of the entire family!
The power of love cannot be broken — not even by death!