Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. She wanted pizza from a specific place, so that’s where we went. The order was under her name, but the receipt only showed her last name. Right on top of that, it showed the server name. The way it was laid out, the names were together, almost as if showing a full name. So when they give me the receipt, the only thing I see is right at the top, it says Isaias DeJesus, with the date next to it, 10/6/09.
Why was this an odd coincidence? That’s my dad’s name, and I’ve never, ever seen it written unless it was referring to him. It’s not exactly the most common name out there.
So I folded it in half, handed it to my mom, and told her that somewhere, somehow, my dad was wishing her a happy birthday.
Here’s to recognizing those little, magical moments in everyday life.