Blind Date

Epilogue

Cameron Moore and I got married when I was 26. We had an amazing daughter, and I was pregnant with a boy. Dad and John lived twenty minutes away from us, and Sara lived right down the road. We all stayed living for the Lord, and we all had happy lives.

"Mommy, where is daddy going?" Mandie, my four year old daughter asked me, looking up at me with curious eyes.

"Daddy is going to work. But guess what? Grandpa Morgan and Uncle John are coming over!" I tickled Mandie's tummy. She giggled.

"Yay!" she clutched her fists together and put her hands in the air excitedly, "but where is Gramma?"

"Well, Gramma isn't here. You'll meet her in Heaven someday. You have the same name as Gramma, and you remind me of her everyday." I told Mandie, as Cameron walked over to us.

"Do you need me to drive you or is Sara driving you?" I asked.

"Sara is driving me. She will be here soon, I just talked to her on the phone." Cameron replied. I put Mandie down and stood up. Cameron kissed me. Just then, the doorbell rang. I went and opened the door, with Mandie behind me. It was Sara.

"Sara, Sara!" Mandie wrapped her arms around Sara's legs. Sara laughed.

"Mandie!" Sara picked Mandie up and spun her around. Mandie giggled, and Sara put her down.

"Are you ready to go, Cam?" Sara asked. Cameron nodded, and they left after saying goodbye. A few minutes after, John and dad arrived.

"Dad, John, it's good to see the both of you again." I greeted them with a hug.

"Come play dolls, Uncle John!" Mandie grabbed John's hand and tried to pull him away to her room. John turned around and mouthed, "Help me," in a playful manner.

"How is everything?" I asked dad.

"Fine. John hasn't moved out on me yet," dad laughed, "how are all of you?"

"We're good. I'm due in eight weeks." I sighed. Dad nodded. We sat down and I got dad a cup of coffee.

All of us were happy from then on, especially spiritually. The Lord blessed me with an amazing family, and I was eternally grateful; for everything.