Husband takes photo of heavily pregnant wife – but look what appears to the right
In an age of posting pictures of everything we see and do, those ‘special occasion’ pictures can get lost among countless others.
But in the case of one particular couple from Florida, they not only caught an image of a special occasion but a surprise guest ensured this picture would be shared around the world.
While enjoying a stroll on a beautiful beach as the sun set, father-to-be Dan Mozer wanted to capture his heavily pregnant wife in the moment.
But what appeared in the image has been shared around the world. Nature photographers could easily spend their whole life trying to capture an image like this.
As a future father, Dan, from Jacksonville, Florida, wanted to capture his wife, heavily pregnant and looking radiant on a beautiful beach near their home.
Angeline, was expecting their first child at the time, a boy, and she was so close to her due date so Dan wanted to make sure he got plenty of pictures of her before the big day arrived.
The couple were taking a romantic stroll along Atlantic Beach when Dan proposed taking a picture just as the sun was setting.
With a big smile and standing to the side to show off her glorious baby bump Angelina was only to happy to oblige.
The waves were crashing in behind her and it seemed the perfect shot until they both looked at the image.
Unexpected guest
In the background an unexpected guest decided to make an appearance too. The couple couldn’t believe what they were seeing.
A dolphin breaching in the background at the exact moment the image, shown below, was taken.
Dan knew there were dolphins in the area, so it wasn’t a shock to see one but one jumping in the background was completely unexpected.
“When I took it, I was like, ‘Oh, my God!’ Unfortunately, she totally missed it,” Dan told AWM.
Changing his name
Not long after the viral image was taken Aneglina gave birth to their son Courtland.
The way they see it, Dan says, Courtland was “summoning the dolphins” that day. “And, no,” he adds, “we’re not changing his name, as some have suggested, to Dolph Finn,” Dan told Yahoo News.
And maybe the dolphins knew what was going on?
“The dolphin actually jumped twice, but I liked the first jump picture best,” Dan says. “How quickly I forget how magical a dolphin jumping out of the water is! Now I’m picking my favorite jump!”
What an amazing picture Dan has managed to capture. I’m sure when Courtland gets older he will appreciate that special image as much as we do.
Please share if you too love this magical photo.
The Old Man Walked Into the Shelter and Asked for the One No One Wanted — “I’ll Take the Mean One,” He Said Quietly, But the Night He Collapsed Alone at Home, It Was the Cat Everyone Feared Who Refused to Leave His Side and Changed Everything
The Old Man Walked Into the Shelter and Asked for the One No One Wanted — “I’ll Take the Mean One,” He Said Quietly, But the Night He Collapsed Alone at Home, It Was the Cat Everyone Feared Who Refused to Leave His Side and Changed Everything
The first time I saw her, she wasn’t just sitting in the back corner of that county shelter—she was watching the world like it had already disappointed her beyond repair, like every pair of footsteps that had ever passed her cage had confirmed a quiet, stubborn belief that nothing good was coming, and that she had better be ready for that.
For 204 days, that’s what she had done.
She had watched people walk in asking for kittens with round eyes and soft fur, watched children press sticky hands against glass while their parents laughed and said, “Something friendly, something easy,” watched volunteers lower their voices when they reached her enclosure as if the mere act of speaking normally might provoke her into proving every rumor they had spread about her—that she scratched, that she bit, that she could not be trusted, that she was, in the softest and most polite way possible, a problem no one wanted to bring home.
Her fur was uneven, not in a way that suggested neglect alone but in a way that hinted at a life that had not been gentle, her left ear carried a jagged tear that never quite healed cleanly, and her yellow eyes—sharp, unwavering, impossible to soften—met every gaze with the same unspoken challenge: I will not beg you to choose me.
Most people didn’t.
And then one morning, when the air still carried that thin, biting edge of early winter and the shelter smelled faintly of disinfectant and stale coffee, a man walked in who did not look like he belonged among hopeful adopters searching for companionship as much as comfort.
He was seventy-six, though he moved with the slow caution of someone who had learned the hard way that a single misstep could change everything, his shoulders bent just slightly forward as if life had pressed on them for years without ever fully letting up, his boots worn in the specific way that suggested decades of standing rather than walking, and tucked carefully into the pocket of his shirt was a small plastic pillbox that he touched every few minutes without seeming to notice he was doing it.
His name, I would later learn, was Leonard Hayes.
Behind him came his daughter, Evelyn, whose voice carried the kind of worry that had hardened into frustration over time, her words spilling out in that careful balance between concern and impatience that only family members seem to master.
“You cannot keep living like this,” she said, not loudly enough to cause a scene but loudly enough that everyone within ten feet understood that this conversation had happened before and would likely happen again.
Leonard did not argue immediately. He shifted his weight, adjusted the paper bag in his hand—a bag of cat food he hadn’t yet purchased, as if he had already made a decision before stepping through the door—and then he exhaled slowly.
“That’s exactly why I need a cat,” he muttered, more to himself than to her, though she heard it anyway.
Evelyn pressed her lips together. “You fell last month. You forget your medication. The house is too big for you. You can’t fix loneliness with an animal.”
He tapped the pillbox lightly. “I forget because nobody lets me remember on my own.”
There was something in the way he said it—not defiant, not even particularly strong, but steady—that made the room feel quieter for a second, as if even the distant barking had paused to listen....
I Went to Pick Up My Wife and Twins—What I Found Was A Note And Only The Babies, It Left Me Stunned
When I saw them, my heart began to sing. In terms of balloons, both the nursery at home and the car were overflowing with them. It’s hard to believe that the nursery was so clean.
While we were getting ready to meet our new family member, Suzie’s favorite songs were playing softly on a well-made mix. The music was very well put together. I was determined to make Suzie’s return home even more memorable than it already was because of what she had been through while she was pregnant. I knew how hard things had been for her.
That being said, I couldn’t say a word when I got to her hospital room because of what was going on. No matter if my girls Emily and Grace were sleeping soundly in their bassinets or not, Suzie was still nowhere to be found.
There was only one piece of paper on the table next to the bed, and the room was awfully quiet. A pretty small amount of work was done. I was so excited that my hands shook when I grabbed it. It was easy to read her handwriting, but the lines were very strange:
Leaving. Make sure that they stay safe and healthy. It would be best for you to look into why your mother did the things she did to me.
Not long after, anxiety began to creep in. I ran right to the nurses’ station to ask her where she was because I wanted to know where she had gone. She checked out that morning, and I told them I had everything they sent. All of them said I wasn’t. I didn’t know why she was leaving, and this was definitely not how she was leaving. Everyone was shocked when she left. At least, that’s how I thought she felt about how much she enjoyed it.
