You see, the thing about Miracles-in-the-Making, or M&M's as they're affectionately called here, Laurel, is that they must be disguised amongst the plain and ordinary events of each day. Until, of course, they come to pass, at which point the dreamer they had swirled around can comfortably be labeled lucky or blessed. Otherwise you'd be slammed with worshippers and devotees. Believe me, not pretty.
This isn't by divine law, it's just in keeping with the times you're in. Most folks aren't quite ready to have their belief systems blown to pieces with overtly obvious miracles, but this is changing.
Glad you're different,
The Universe
No, Laurel, they don't come in green... unless you ask.
