Then, Sister Agnes Louise produced our birthday present for Mummy. Sister Agnes Louis had wrapped it nicely. Rita brought white roses to the table in a vase. As everyone stood totally enchanted by the miracle of Holy Love, Mummy slowly opened her present.

“I never had a present before, but this must be the best present in the world because it comes from my beautiful son and his special grandmother. And the best present must come with white roses.”

“Thank you, dearest Rita, Jose, and new friends; all of you gentle and God-Loving. To share this birthday with you makes all the missed birthdays of no importance.”

Rita said, “Darling, open our gift. Let us see what it is.”

Sister Anna Marie took the gift, lifted it up, and turned it in all directions to appreciate it. She carefully and attentively looked for where the tape was so as not to tear the wrapping paper. When she found a place to open the gift, she gently pried the tape loose, and soon, the gift was in plain view.

On top of the Bible was the card that I coloured for Mummy and which both Sister Agnes Louise and I had signed. Mummy picked it up and opened it to see the drawing.

She exclaimed, “Miguel, you are an outstanding artist. I can identify myself; I see you all grown up, Sister Agnes Louise, and a man with long hair I do not recognise. I see I am sitting in a chair nursing a tiny infant girl. I also see that the Holy Mother is with us, and everyone is smiling. Is that our little angel, the baby we will make one day, Miguel?

“Who is the man with long hair, Honey?”

“That is Gabriel, Mummy. He is with us to celebrate the Holy Daughter Ariel’s incarnation, which is very special. Do you like my future picture, Mummy?”

“Oh, yes, darling. It is my only dream.”

She passed the card around to the staff. She picked up the Bible and opened it.

Inside, she read, “To my beloved Granddaughter on her first birthday. May she always remember the Holy Family.”

She asked Sister Agnes Louise, “Sister, is this Bible from your grandmother? It is so precious.”

Sister Anna Marie rose from her chair and came to kiss and hug both of us.

Then, Anna Marie turned to the restaurant staff, saying, “I am so grateful to all of you for making such a grand birthday for me. I have never felt exceptional, but your kindness teaches me that all the Holy Family’s creatures are special. God Bless all of you,”

As I gazed around the room, I saw I was not the only one with tears running down my cheeks. Everyone was crying as they shared the joy of Sister Anna Marie.

This day remains the most precious day in my life, for, on this day, my soul-wife discarded her past and completed our eternal bond.

The birthday party continued a little longer. It was soon time to return home, Sister Agnes Louise to the convent and Mummy and me to our tiny bedroom. We all thanked the restaurant staff for such a special day and for sharing the miracle. Everyone got a hug from Sister Anna Marie, Rita, and the female staff kissed me on the cheek.

Sister Anna Marie and I walked from the restaurant to the bus stop. I fell asleep on the bus, so Mummy carried me in her arms, as I was not very heavy. She undressed me and lay me in our bed. Then she undressed.

She cuddled me, saying, “Sweetheart, I must be the luckiest lady in the world, for I have found my true soul partner. I have never felt so loved as when we are together. Thank you for my surprise party, including our time in the library. Truly, you and I are as one.”

I wasn’t asleep when she put me to bed.

“I agree, my precious Anna Marie. I adore you in every way you can imagine. But tomorrow, we must do our anatomy lesson, OK?”

Anna Marie squeezed me tightly, “You are a rascal, my beloved. If I did not know better, I would think you were a grown man, and we were finally married. Every night, I pray to have our family. I know you will take good care of our family, for you take the most tender care of me already. Goodnight, Honey.”

“Goodnight, Mummy. I will come into your dreams tonight, all grown up. Love you.”

Soon, we were both sound asleep, immersed in our common Dreamtime.