God's Thumb Print

I volunteer several days a week at a hospice house.

There was a resident there who’s favorite meal was breakfast. I am always there in the mornings. Every single time I was there, they would always request/I was happy to offer these huge breakfasts for them. It became a running joke, even.

Today was their birthday and also their passing.

While I was there, and before their immediate family left visiting for the last time, I thought it would be fitting to cook one last big breakfast, but for them this time.

AND GUESS WHAT I SAW!?

Legit hearts in the bacon!

What a perfect little thumb print to their celebration of life/their birthday/traditional big breakfast parting.

Happy birthday, friend

xoxAL