| Miracles
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Miracles become harder to see –
and harder to believe in – as we get older.
It seems that as I move from innocence to wisdom,
I also lose my ability to see the large and small
miracles around me. They come in all shapes, and
sometimes, especially at first, don’t look
at all miraculous.
Some miracles are about healing.
My friend Maria once told me that I wouldn’t
ever be free of my mother’s problems until
after she was gone. Maria wasn’t being cruel
when she said this, just honest.
Then my mother, with whom I’ve
had many years of misunderstandings, became ill
and needed help. As the only child nearby, her
care became my responsibility. This was a tough
thing to face, especially alone, but I decided
that I would care for her the way my father would
have wanted her to be. Whatever was needed, I
would do.
The surprise happened when, later,
my mother was moved closer to my sister. I’d
expected to feel only relief at this, but instead
there were tears. Somehow I’d forgiven her.
What my friend thought could never be healed was.
What a miracle.
Sometimes miracles are about being
protected, while others are about growing, journeying
on. Usually I’m wishing for miracles for
others, but sometimes I want a miracle for myself.
Just the hope for one can sustain me through a
hard time. .
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