I've always believed in miracles, and we experienced one just last night when my mother fell from the stairs leading up to our house. After 14 x-ray's so far, there's no serious damage found, and to think that she fell head first. Yes, she has abrasions all over her body, but we're still thankful that there's no broken bone or worse, head trauma. As you can see, the stairs is made of concrete and it has 18 steps. Mom was already in the 15th step when she became dizzy. And because she was holding her bag on one hand, and a Pomelo on the other, she forgot to hold on to the hand rail. Her arms, back, side and legs got the abrasions from being bounced from step to step until she landed on the small drainage below.
Thank you Lord, for carrying my mom.
Miracles happen to those who believe in them.
- Bernard Berenson
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