would all celebrate with cookies!
“It’s a miracle, Mother. Dr. Vinetz said it himself. I’ve been granted a miracle. There’s no sign of a mass in my uterus. No surgery. It’s been cancelled.”
Not only was the fibroid gone, but I never experienced another spontaneous bleeding
in my lifetime. Not ever.
It wasn’t until after I had put the girls to bed for the night that I compared the high I
was feeling at that very moment with the low of the evening less than two weeks before. I
remembered thinking, that first night, of the barely used padded hangers in the clothes
closet and wondering what I should do with them.
This miraculous healing was such a magnificent demonstration to me of what faith can
do that I felt compelled to continue on the path of discovery. I realized that God had not
forsaken me. He was waiting to be asked for His blessing. I thanked Him then and I thank
Even with the weight of this health problem lifted from my shoulders, I felt burdened
by the heaviness of another issue. Spousal separations don’t really work. Not when
children are involved. Charles wanted to visit with his daughters daily, and I wanted them
to grow up knowing their father. I didn’t have a right to keep them apart. But most of his
visits took place in our small home, because he had rented an even smaller apartment
near our house. He didn’t have room for another set of cribs and couldn’t afford to buy
At the time, both girls were young toddlers who delighted in their walking skills,
although they rarely walked. They became adept, fleet-footed runners who dashed from
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