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While
babysitting my grandson in Chicago, I received a phone call informing
that my mom had a stroke. Actually the words were massive stroke. I
could not just leave my grandson and run to my mom’s side. But I
did the only thing that I could do and that was to pray and pray I
did. That night I did not sleep well. I could only think of my mom
and as I thought I prayed.
The
next day I drove to the hospital to visit my mom. I could not
believe what I saw. She was tired and looked like she had been
through a battle but she was talking and could move her legs and
arms. She was already on the road to recover. As I write these
words she is going through physical therapy and getting stronger each
day.
I
know that the doctors and hospital were of great ‘help’ in my
mom’s recovery. But I am believer that my prayers and the many
prayers of friends were the biggest factor. God brought and is
bringing the healing. So, at this moment in my life, I thank God
that for now my mom is a vital and living part of my life.