An Unexpected Miracle--Epilogue

Epilogue

Two years later

            Joe gazed down at the two infants sleeping peacefully at either end of the crib.  God had blessed him again in a mighty way.  Through much pain and prayer, Joe had finally come to believe in the miracle of his son’s conception and birth.  There was really no way to deny it since Isaac grew to look more like Joe every day.  And a true miracle it appeared to be since Joe’s doctor remained adamant there was no way Joe could father child.  But shortly after Isaac’s first birthday Mari conceived again.  She gave birth to identical twin girls on New Year’s Eve just after their son’s second birthday.  They had their mother’s brown hair and hazel eyes, but there on the underside of their wrists was the distinctive Conley birthmark. 

Joe smiled at God’s graciousness in allowing Joe another chance to become a father, to see this pregnancy through from beginning to end.  This time when Mari came down with the flu Joe insisted she go to the doctor immediately.  He sat expectantly in the waiting room until Mari came out, her face stunned.  Joe had just smiled and kept smiling for the next nine months, through morning sickness, Taco Bell cravings, and even when his adorable wife complained about feeling like a beached whale in her fifth month.  His only concern was how big she was getting and how uncomfortable she was.  When Marla told them they were having twins he sat down and cried with joy, cradling his wife tenderly.

Now he stood next to the crib smiling down at two beautiful baby girls, holding his sleeping son in his arms.  Marilee entered the nursery silently and smiled.  Since they had brought the girls home from the hospital a month ago she often found her husband standing next to the crib holding two year old Isaac.

“Time for bed, honey,” she whispered.  She leaned up and kissed her son’s soft baby cheek then kissed Joe.  Looking into his bright blue eyes, her own were filled with joy.  “Thank you for another miracle.”