Sunday, September 11, 2022

Dear God,

Eighteen years ago, on this horrific date in our nation's history, my granddaughter Charlie was born.  A miracle baby, her mother spotted when she was just six weeks pregnant.  Tests showed my daughter had ovarian cancer the size of a grapefruit.  We worried they would both die but that did not happen.  Both are still alive today.

I don't know why some people get miracles and others do not.  Sometimes I feel guilty sharing a miracle when others face tragic loss even after praying.  At the same time, I want to give thanks when I recognize a miracle.  Charlie and Jenni are miracles in my book.

Thank you,

Holy Father,

for the gift

of Charlie.

Thank you

for saving

the lives

of my

beloved family members.

May we 

always have gratitude

on our lips

for their rescue.

Love, Andrea