I simply cannot help myself…when a person has been in the hospital for over a length of time one starts to notice people, things and the hospital routines. One starts to recognize the gentle nurses, the doctor with the best bedside manners, where the maternity section of the hospital is located, the shortcuts via the stairwells, where one can find the good left over magazines…
So it stands to reason that I would notice a certain student nurse named Maria who was very attentive to my Father while here in the hospital. She was a doll, so very loving in how she helped my Father and she said she thought our family was wonderful. (Wonderful?? That last thought sparked an idea in me.)
I asked if she was single, and when she said yes…(well I have a million cousins you know and many single ones at that!)
My Dad shook his head in disbelief when I mentioned to Maria that I loved matchmaking. I told her I had a cousin name Joshua, a gem of a guy…well to make a long story short…poof he came to visit my Dad in the hospital today!
I think that is a sign don’t you?
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