My son

by Meiline
(Florida)

My son belongs to Michael.

At a time of great feelings of being lost at the age of 25, I asked God to send me a baby a son.
The moment he was conceived I knew I had my son.

At the hospital I slept for so long I didn't get to feed him till the next day, I was at the hospital for three days.

When I woke up from my long sleep all groggy, a nurse walked in telling me that my son didn't have a name.

I hadn't thought of one really except for his middle name,I drew a blank.. all of a sudden I sat up, felt a bump on my head and simultaneously heard and said " his name is Michael",
you call him Michael.

Tonight I figured that my son was born on a Sunday in the hour of Arch Angel Michael... all this time I have been telling everyone with certainty that it was the Arch Angel Michael. My son even knows this.

Tonight I found out that for sure it was.