Wednesday, January 15, 2014

A Walking Testimony

Two years ago yesterday my brother-in-law Charlie was released from a (physical) rehab hospital. He had spent almost two months in three different hospitals, due to a life-threatening illness that happened the day after Thanksgiving.

Initially he was given a 20 percent chance of surviving, but, miraculously, he not only survived, but he came out of the ordeal almost 100% totally healed.

I'll never forget sharing a last dinner in the hospital with Charlie and my sister Dorothy (his wife). After we had the meal in his room we went down a couple of hallways to the main lobby. We had it all to ourselves, (this was a very small facility!) so Charlie watched as Dot and I danced around the place - filled with happiness that he was finally on his way home.

We were alternatively dancing and laughing and Charlie was laughing along with us.

How often do we forget to be thankful for the little things until a huge challenge comes along that forces us to count our blessings?


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