I still remember that flight like it happened yesterday.
Our Beloved Son John was only three months old and finally asleep in my arms.
My husband Martin followed the flight attendant and I thought maybe there was a problem with our seats.
When he came back his eyes were full of tears.
The flight attendant had recognized the small silver bracelet on his wrist.
She said she had worked the flight 18 years earlier When a scared little boy lost his parents during an emergency landing.
That boy was Martin. She never forgot his face.
Before we landed She sweetly hugged him and said => "Today I got to see the little boy I prayed would have a happy life."
Some moments stay with your Heart Forever.