Some of you may recall that last summer one of my older sisters had emergency quadruple bypass surgery and then had a stroke.
She was in a coma for a while, and for the first time in my life, I thought I was going to lose a sister.
But she very slowly began to get better, though some days were tougher than others. She moved from intensive care to a regular hospital room. Some days she worked very hard at rehab, and others she slept all day.
The plan was that when she was ready to leave the hospital, she and her husband would move into a duplex at an assisted living community. I was so sad that she would never again see the beautiful Victorian house she and her husband had restored and filled with antiques.
But God had other plans.
I hadn't had an update on my sister in quite some time (information can take months to filter down to me -- the youngest). But I had a reason to text my niece -- my sister's only daughter -- this morning.
She let me know that her mom is -- drum roll, please -- AT HOME. That's right. No assisted living. In her own home with all her pretty things around her.
And to put the icing on the cake, she's back at work two afternoons each week!
I thank the Lord for this miraculous recovery.
Infinities of love,
P.S. Dear God, Please help her to not start smoking again.