Island Mall. She turned into the massive parking lot and parked—or as we always said,
“docked”—her car. Giving in to the girls’ preference, we ate at the Jolly Roger restaurant
where they were given paper pirate hats. After a brief stop at the indoor koi pond, we
headed back to the car. No shopping excursion. Neither Mother nor I had the energy.
Not paying attention to where I was walking while keeping an eye on the girls, I
stepped clumsily off the curb and stumbled. That’s when I noticed a card-sized brown
envelope on the pavement; someone had obviously dropped it while also in a hurry.
There was no name or address written on it, so I carefully lifted the bag and pulled out a
card. After reading and then rereading it, I immediately felt that it was a gift to me from
God. I read it again.
The most wonderful things of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery
of another human being with whom one’s relationship has a glowing depth,
beauty and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love
between two human beings is a most marvelous thing; it cannot be found by
looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident.
- Sir Hugh Walpole
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