Four Years Later a Miraculous Mother’s Day

by Patty L. Fletcher

When the knock on the kitchen window sounded, I found, I could barely catch my breath. Though my daughter Polly was standing on the back deck trailing my six grandchildren in her wake, I still couldn’t believe it was true.

Since we’d only reconnected in January after an eight-year estrangement, when she’d told me she wanted to come visit, I’d hardly been able to believe it was so but now here they were, and I was beside myself with joy.

All the nervousness and worry about whether the kids would like me and what Polly would think of me and my home threatened to overflow but somehow, I managed to hold it back as I made my way to the door.

Later, whilst chatting with everyone, Polly came over and plopped the baby down into my lap saying, “Here, sit here and see your Granny.” Once again, I had to reassure myself it wasn’t a dream.

Bouncing my nine-month-old grandson on my lap I laughed, “Well, at least he didn’t scream.’

After he’d sat quietly for a few minutes he must’ve decided I was OK because he began climbing all over me, standing up and bouncing with glee.

All through the evening, whilst eating pizza and working toward knowing one another a bit better I found myself feeling quite amazed. Four years ago, to the day, I’d been admitted to a nursing therapy facility after eight long grueling days in hospital being treated for a rogue UTI, kidney infection, and high-blood pressure, all of which had lead to brain spasms that had in the end left me barely able to sit or stand on my own.

Now, here I am sitting in the quietude of the wee hours of the morning with my family all around and I am so glad I fought to remain alive.

Four years ago, my daughter and I weren’t speaking at all and had I died, we’d have lost the chance to reconcile.

Everything we go through happens for a reason. Nothing is left to chance. I believe I was brought to the point of death and then given a second lease on life for the single purpose of healing myself spirit, mind, body and soul so that one day that which was wrong could be set right.

I’ve no idea what tomorrow may hold but for today I believe I’m enjoying the very best Mother’s Day in the whole world.

I say to you, if you’re out there somewhere and you’re up against the wall of life and you’re not sure why or where to turn, take a step back, look at the big picture of your life and ask that hard question of, “What is wrong in my life which I need to change?”

If you ask that question and answer honestly, I promise your life will change in such a way as to be nothing short of miraculous.

I’m always interested in hearing from readers so please feel free to drop me a line to share your story. Just email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com and I’ll be happy to chat with you.

About the Author

Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport, Tennessee, where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant. To learn more, visit her Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/tellittotheworld/.

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