I got teary when reading about the baby found in the rubble, and just started crying again looking at the picture provided by ABC. That tiny bundle of absolute perfection, tucked away as though by God himself. A metaphoric promise of future prosperity, a reminder of rebirth and revival. If that's not an inspiring story, how about the fact that her daddy is alive? Read about it here.

You can read about other miraculous stories of families being reunited here on Yahoo.

Just thought I'd share. :)