Making memories one day at a time.......and then I write about it.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Miracles. I Believe In Them.


Cancer.  It's an ugly word.  It is no respecter of persons.  It doesn't care what age you are, male or female, rich or poor.  I hate it.


When you watch someone you love fighting cancer, and it is a fight!!  You want to DO something.


So we did!  A yard sale.  A community came together and showed their support for someone who my kids call grandpa and grandma.  A local school teacher and her husband who is the crossing guard.


I wish I could write up a post about how much the children love their crossing guard.  How during the holidays he dresses up as Santa, or the Easter Bunny, or a Leprechaun.  How he knows all of the children's names and tries to get them to smile.  How almost every Sunday he plays a game of dominoes with Mr. C that they've kept a continuous score for years.  How he takes The Natives to ball games.  How when he drives past my house and yells at me to, "SMILE"!  How he laughs and jokes at everything.  How I can tell he is in tremendous pain by that jut of his jaw but he still tries to joke through the pain.   How he tells Henny Penny that she is growing up to be a beautiful young lady.  How he loves to hear The Natives play the piano and makes Mr. C play for him when Mr. C loses to dominoes.  How on days when he should be home in bed he grits his teeth with that stubbornness of his and though he can't walk the children across the cross walk, he can greet them with a smile while sitting on the corner in a chair holding the cross walk sign.............. but I can't.  I can't do it justice or Grandpa Don justice I should say.........

I can't talk about the miracle that happened and the amount of money we were able to raise and do the miracle justice either!  All I know is that I am surrounded by such good people.  People who inspire me and my arms aren't big enough to go around!  I believe in miracles.

A miracle my Dad says, is when our Heavenly Father lets you know that He is aware and answers your prayers.  Small and simple things.  We don't think of them as miracles but they are!  I witnessed a big one last week when a community came together and another big miracle when we did the yard sale again yesterday with all of the donated items left over from last Friday!

I'm grateful for all of the miracles in my life.  The 'small' ones where when I lose something and say a prayer asking for help finding the item, it is found and for the 'big' miracles in my life like this past week.  They're all big miracles if I really think and ponder.......  but I'll leave that thought for another day.

12 comments:

  1. The good outweighs the bad, in my opinion....it just doesn't get the press like all the evil does. When you set it up and give people a reason to do, to be good, they come and they are....miraculously....
    You did good work....errr....God work! Bless you....and all of your people.

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    1. It was God's work. It was inspired by Him. I was just His hands and happy to be so.

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  2. I believe in them too.

    And you've made me get all snuffly...

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  3. you were one of my life miracles. just saying....

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    1. Oh Jody!!!! And you, mine!! I miss you! I need to come see you and your new digs again.

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  4. Thanks for sharing this miracle with the rest of us!

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  5. When people come together like this it is such a wonderfully special thing, proof that miracles are all around us.

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    1. And to be a part, is extra wonderfully special.

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  6. What Jody said.

    And I still owe for the sweater.

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