Signs

I have the habit of asking God for a sign and then not being very observant. This time when I asked he came through loud and clear.
I'm not comfortable sharing the "pre-story" as to why I asked God this question, but maybe someday I will explain it all. Some issues recently unfolded and could have possibly changed what I thought my future was going to be and what I had dreamed about. When these events happened, about 3 weeks ago, I prayed and asked God if he could somehow show me that everything is going to be okay and that something good would come out of this.
The week after this, I headed to Pittsburgh with my church's youth group to volunteer in the child care section with the one year old children. Every afternoon we had nap time for the kids that came to the child care. I was handed a little girl, named Roslyn, who would only fall to sleep if she was rocked. I went into a room we had set up with dim lights, lullaby music, and rocking chairs. There was already a lady in there and I took the rocking chair next to hers. I asked her how old her baby was (3 months) and she asked me how old mine was. (This was "Mommy Comment" #1 of 5 that week.) She said that this little guy was her first. She also told me that she was 38 years old and only had stepchildren before he was born. In my mind I was thinking "Wow! 38 years old and you have a 3 month old?!" She went on to say that she wouldn't have known what to do if she would've had a baby when she was in her twenties and she was incredibly happy that she waited.
Hello, giant blinky, neon sign! I see you (: