“At my parents’ 50th anniversary party, we made ‘balloon tags’ —guests wrote well wishes and their name and hometown on a card, tied it to a balloon and released it into the air.
“Fast forward to a year later, when my beloved cocker spaniel, Brandy, died of old age. It was like losing my best friend, and I vowed I’d never get another dog.
“But a year after I lost Brandy, I had a surprise visitor. I answered the door to find a man holding the sweetest cocker spaniel puppy I’d ever seen. ‘I believe she’s yours,’ he said. ‘She was on the side of the road with this tied to her leg.’ I gasped as he handed me the faded tag I’d released at the party two years before—the only words still legible were my last name and town, and one line of my wish: ‘Every good and perfect gift is from above.’ In awe, I thanked the man and welcomed little Faith into my heart.” —Sonia Yordy, 53, El Paso, TX