Results are in. Anticipation. Fear. Optimism.
The miraculous! No colon cancer, none. Nothing left of the large colon mass. No liver shadows. No crazy, active lymph situations. Nothing.
A miracle!
The miraculous! No colon cancer, none
Results are in. Anticipation. Fear. Optimism.
The miraculous! No colon cancer, none. Nothing left of the large colon mass. No liver shadows. No crazy, active lymph situations. Nothing.
A miracle!
And you are a Miracle Person (intentionally redundant). We are honored by your presence. We rejoice in your breath. We appreciate every heartbeat. You make a difference, just by being yourself, just by being in the present world. It is very individual to me right now, and hopefully I can share how you have changed my life. I am so honored and touched!
Everyone is a “miracle person”. We don’t beat our hearts, regenerate our cells, breath our breaths. Whatever does that is a miracle, no matter the spiritual/religious/scientific principle that rules the mind.
But when I think of Miracle People, I think of those who have defied the odds. A lot of you have done that, and either recognize or do not recognize it. I lived through a brush with death in 2007, when MRSA pulled my body to the edge.
Mom was (is) a clear miracle. She lived 13 years after a Pancreatic Cancer diagnosis. Who did that? No one did that back in the early 2000’s. Mom was stitched together by doctors, prayers and a Divine editor of some sort.
You are a miracle!
I apologize ahead for this, because Wendi is a humble person. But she is a grand Miracle Person as well, having lived after being literally dead. I’m glad that choice was made by All that Is, ’cause I can’t imagine a world without her, and the gifts she shares, and all the gifts of history to young women in the Scouting community!
I could list so many of you. Christine could have popped off the planet this last winter, struggling with, what I never heard her call, advanced pneumonia, coupled with a second term miscarriage. Crazy! And we are all honored by her, and how she touches hearts with contributions smattered throughout our universe.
You are a Miracle Person. Maybe a quick save from death in a car collision. Maybe an obvious battle with addiction. Maybe a long medical battle, or a short mental one where you didn’t pull the trigger. You might have come through unspoken abuse that didn’t quite make it to death. It’s a long list.
And you are a Miracle Person (intentionally redundant). We are honored by your presence. We rejoice in your breath. We appreciate every heartbeat. You make a difference, just by being yourself, just by being in the present world. It is very individual to me right now, and hopefully I can share how you have changed my life. I am so honored and touched!