Labor Day will always hold a very different meaning for me. It was on Labor Day that Little Man’s terrible ordeal began. Three years ago, on Monday, September 3, 2012, our lives changed forever.
On that horrible day, Little Man suddenly found himself at death’s door. But what could have been even more tragic turned into a time of triumph. Little Man survived. Against all odds, he fought his way through to victory.
However, there were things I didn’t know when I wrote his book, Mighty Little Man: My Story, His Story, Our Story. Things that didn’t come to light until later. I never knew just what an incredible feat Little Man’s survival really was.
Now, I believe I do. Some would even call it a miracle.
They just might be right.