Prayers Answered

I pray a lot, mostly a quiet head murmur, always trying to settle my nerves, keep focused on what is important in this life, in my daily life.
I try not to get bogged down too much with world events/tragedies, natural disasters, horrific wars and constant unrest, homicides and missing children...
I try to keep a balance in my head, but it's not always easy. Add to that a hefty dose of personal turmoil and its a headache waiting to happen most days.
So my prayer has been just to be able to settle down my shaking hands and all the nervous chatter in my head.
I actually prayed for a sign, out of desperation.
I got one.
The swans are back. A pair of Mute Swans on the pond outside my back door. They just appeared the other day, and they were the first thing I spotted upon arising and looking out. I gasped. To look at them brings peace to my soul. I know that sounds overly poetic, but it calms me to see them gliding on the water, kissing each other often, carefree and just ...happy. That's how they seem anyway. I can see them all day, I watch for them eagerly, because the sight makes me smile, and in doing that, wiping the tears and replacing them with a smile, I believe my blood pressure drops instantaneously. 
They are safe, for now anyway, I hope. That is, I hope they stay; I know they may not. I'll be sad again if they are forced to relocate for some reason.
But this week I got my sign. I believe in miracles, and my heart is a little lighter as a result.