Nancy - her voice was like heavenly music

I want to thank ALL of you for your comforting and supportive and loving comments to me and for all the prayers for my sister, and for us all.

............................and so she laid quiet in ICU - doctors orders. After such a procedure one has to be still and lay flat. She had two blockages, which they cleared and they put in two stints to keep those effected areas open. I spoke to her - she shared of her fear going in for the procedure - of dieing, of her sons and all they have already lost, for our Mom and for me - my heart wrenched and ached listening - and at the same time I was soothed by the sound of her voice - my sister's voice. Despite the content - her voice was heavenly music - and then she paused, and began to tell of a woman they brought into her room - a patient, who was struggling with shortness of breath. Nancy could hear the family talking, a daughter, a husband, perhaps a brother as well and all of them trying to be supportive of their frightened loved one. Now I will "quote" my sister as best as I can recall. "I could hear the woman crying - she was saying why did I live and my son had to die , I shouldn't be here and he should - I don't understand. Her family tried to comfort her but she was so angry. Her family eventually left and I knew that I had to speak to her and share of my son's untimely death and I wondered, is this why this happened now, did God want me to be here for this hurting woman? And so my sister got out of her bed and went and sat by the woman's bed side - she told her of Clayton and her same questions about why did her son have to die - and why wasn't it her and on and on. She also told the woman that she has two other sons that need her and that she has a daughter that needs her too and they both cried together for their children still living that need them..................there is more to the miracle and love of this story but the details aren't important - but rather the message of hope, faith, and love. It brought to life, in real time, what I believe about our "truth". That all we hve to give, to offer one anotheris our truths - and here is my sister, in her own fear and pain - reaching out to this woman to share her truth - and there it is again, the miracle of Eucharist - to be broken and poured out so others can have hope.

As my sister was sharing this miracle I could feel my heart fill with love and hope, my faith and understanding surrendered and opened - what, for a brief time I lost returned ten fold - and her voice, oh her voice, it was heavenly music to my ears and to my heart.

My sister will be home soon - needing time to heal and adjust some of her life habits. She will be referred to a cardiologist for follow-ups and rebuild her heart strength under his/her supervision. We are ALL relieved and hopeful and exhausted - sometimes the after shock is quite an emotional fall.

"THANK YOU" ALL FOR YOUR LOVE, SUPPORT AND PRAYERS. And remember, that your truth shared could save someone's life.