answered prayer

The house is quiet, 10pm and unexpectantly my daughter sleeps.  Quick breaths, little grunts here and there accompanies Adele’s “Hometown Glory”, a rich moment.  She is 2 month old this week, so fast the going of growing up.   My son’s too are stretching out from the bottom up, sharing school days, new tidbits of discovery and the occasional correction of their ol’ dad on Star Wars lore.  Man, I did not see this all coming my way back when, I dared to hope and did in fact pray for the gift of family.  Answered prayer, thank you Lord, yes, answered prayer.