Did I ever tell the story about the night Noah was born? Noah's night nurse came by in the morning to say goodbye to me after her shift. She told me that she had been a nurse for 25 years and due to the busyness of the job these days, she wasn't able to hold babies very often. She said that during the night she was walking by the nursery window and saw Noah sleeping soundly. She had this uncontrollable urge to go hold him, so she went in and held him for 5 minutes. She told me that she had never experienced such peace in her life than when she held Noah. I explained that Noah meant "peace". She asked me to please tell Noah when he was older the story of the nurse that had peace holding him the night he was born. I told him right away and cherished in my heart the fact that God was using our little man, even on day one...