One morning in February of 1991 the telephone rang. When I answered the call a lady on the other end of the line identified herself as a nurse from one of the local hospitals.

She told me that she had been given my number in hopes that I might be able to help with a situation at the hospital.

A baby girl had been born there five days earlier. She only weighed 1pound and 13 ounces. Her brain was very small and she had other issues.

They were not expecting her to live more than one or two weeks longer. The nurse asked if I would come get her and take care of her until she passed.

Without hesitation I told her that I would and asked when could I pick her up. I drove to the hospital the next morning and brought her home.

She could do nothing for herself. She was totally physically and mentally disabled and she had very little eyesight. But one thing she could do was smile and that she did. Everywhere we went people were in awe of her beautiful smile.

We adopted her and she was one of those little blessings that turned into a big blessing. We learned so much as we cared for her. One thing that we learned was…we never know where love and blessings might come from.

She lived for eight years and one month. She brought us joy every day of those eight years.