I recently attended an Andy Grammar concert. The lyrics to his songs deeply resonate with me. That evening, one particular song spoke to me.
“Little signs are everywhere Catch the whispers in the air Thank 'em for the gifts they bring… I want more, more than the average (Ooh) I want the magic.” I see the magic all around me. When I walk past a single feather in my path, I remember I have guardian angels watching over me. When I catch a glimpse of a brilliant sunrise or sunset before it disappears, I feel the magic of that fleeting moment.
My son recently experienced his own bit of magic when an unexpected check arrived in the mail right when he needed it most.
The magic knocked on my door with half of an apple pie. A former mayor turned elderly neighbor who likes to bake blessed me with an un…