Memories

I was watching a movie called "The Book of Henry." It was sad and took me back to when my daughter was in the hospital. She wasn't even a year old and she was in the hospital with spinal meningitis. When I asked what her chances were, the doctor told she would live or she would die. If she lived she wouldn't be the same.

I went home that evening and prayed. My faith has always helped me through and I expected no less that night. My prayer was simple, let her live. If it is your will that she die, I will accept it, but please, let her live. I don't care what kind of care she will need, I will do it. Just please, let her live.

Two weeks later I brought her home, amazed. My daughter was healthy, happy, and going to ok. She is now 42, has her master's in social work. She has a family of her own and she is ok. She lived.

I thank God every day for this miracle.