Today is the last day for the post about Miracles . It has been an honor and a privilege to be able to share so many stories from others . They have inspired me to new heights and reminded me to keep the faith . In truth , based on the comments , they have touched people in more ways than I ever thought possible . For all those who don 't know , there is going to be an event on my FB wall to close this section out . People are going to share more . With their permission , they will all be posted on this blog tomorrow to mark the final day of it all . For me , in a time where things are unsure because of the economy or life changes , this is the perfect time to witness so many wonderful things that have happened in everyday life . Tiny miracles happen all the time . Whether it 's meeting a friend who can help make dreams come true or seeing the sun rise on another day . They are the tiny little things that make life good and let us know that we are all connected in one way or another . The following is a miracle that was posted on my wall by a friend named James Weil . James Weil 's Miracle that inspired a great change in his life . When I was in school in Switzerland I had a friend named Axel . His step father was a famous writer and poet . I loved him like a brother . I even spent Easter vacation with him on the island of Hydra in Greece . The day we left Switzerland we made a pact that we would meet again in Greece in the year 2000 . I never forgot that pact . As the year grew closer I realized that Axel no longer lived in Greece . So I contacted the webmaster of one of his fans and asked about where his mother lived . He wrote back that she had remarried and gave me only a city in Norway and her birthdate . So I wrote a letter to her with only her name and birthdate on the envelope . Miraculously it arrived , and I was reunited with one my most precious childhood friends , but not without great tragedy . I cannot give anything more away because it is in Swiss Chocolate . But I will give anyone a free , signed copy of my book if they can tell me who Axel 's stepfather was . There are tons of clues , but only a true fan could guess who he is . The change it inspired in his life was to write a novel called Swiss Chocolate . It comes out soon . There is a link on my page to his that shows the first chapter . I am already drawn in by his novel and can 't wait to read it . All of you who have followed my blog , knows I quit my job yesterday . It wasn 't planned . I woke up this morning and missed that small moment of silence at 4 : 30 am . It was something I had become used to . Then it hit me , we become used to things all the time . We accept them as a normal way of life . We don 't always see that what might be considered normal really is just a state of familiarity . That 's something we all become used to and long to have , even if it 's not good for us . We see it all the time with friends and family who go back into abusive relationships or never strive for something more . Change is dealing with the unfamiliar . I say to change , bring it on ! I 'm so ready to see what is going to happen next . . . smiles . . . . In honor of those who have been writers for a while and are striving now to be writers , once a week for the next month or so , I 'm going to review a book I 've read . I love reading as much as I love writing . For anyone who wants to join in the discussion or have a book they want to talk about you can email me , send me a FB message or even post a comment . I want to be inspired by this just as much as I have been inspired by all the miracles . I believe writing is one of those miracles . It uses the imagination and takes you away to another world or another time . For those of you who are working on a novel or have just been published , this is the time to shine . Let me know so I can talk about it . Making it is hard . Those who are just starting out and have a deal inspire me all the time to keep writing . Those who are in the middle of creating , like myself also inspire me to keep going . There is so much talent out there and so many people I would like to give a forum to them this month . It might be a small one , but we all start somewhere . . . . smiles . . . hugs . . . To finish this off , I want to tell you about a Marley and Me moment I had with my dog . I posted this on my FB wall the other day . It still makes me laugh . Laughter , oh such a wonderful sound . I had to run to the shop real quick to find out about the schedule . Mine never changes , but you never know so to make sure I thought I should check into it . When I went to leave my house , my little dog Kilo snuck out the door . As I have sai . . . d before , my dog is sure he is seven feet tall and can take on the world . So Kilo takes off running in the direction of the golf course . I hope in the van with the kids and go chase after him . We get to the golf course and the dog is in the middle of a game . I kid you not . He is chasing some poor old man 's ball towards the hole . The old man is shouting , " Get the hell away from my ball ! " I called out to Kilo who then looked at me and ran the other way . Luckily I had a dog treat in the van from a couple days ago when we went to the park . I pulled out the dog treat , which by the way is his favorite . He stopped dead in his tracks and turns around and looks at me . Here I am , with a dog treat in my hand , a dog wondering if it 's a trap and an old man yelling at the top of his lungs for me to get off the grass . The old man takes a couple steps towards me . Kilo must think he is after the treat , because he comes running towards me and snatches the treat out of my hand . I grabbed his collar just on time , and he drags me off my feet . I 'm telling you , it couldn 't have been more funny if I had scripted it myself . I apologized to the old man and carried my dog to the van . wagged his tail when he got back in the van . The kids clapped and I got in thinking I really need a margarita . . . lol . . . . I swear my dog is nuts . Thank you all for joining me on this journey . It has been a pleasure getting to know all of you . . . smiles . . . hugs and blessings to all . . . . I quit my job today . Things reached a boiling point . I 'm not a person who is quick to anger and for the most part , I 'm pretty passive . I usually just say , " Ok , " and give in to whatever is going on . Today , I stood up for myself . It 's the first time I have ever said I refuse to be treated like crap . I have to say it felt good . The money wasn 't worth the hassles any more . I think we are given chances in life to grow and overcome some of our own insecurities and flaws . This was my chance to say I have had enough . There are very few consequences to this change accept that I now I don 't have to get up at three am to go to work . I liked the job I did . I even didn 't mind the hours . It was nice having a little time to myself . What wasn 't ok was a person thinking they are allowed to treat people bad . I know some will say , " She still has her job , " and they would be right . She sure does . The longer she is there , the more people she will drive off . She has driven off many people . I 'm sure I won 't be the last . When I got home from work and opened my facebook , I received a message from a dear friend of mine . It was a miracle . It was just the positive thing I needed . Lynn Roberson is a person whose faith never waivers no matter the obstacle . I have learned a lot from her . I told her everything that happened and of all things for her to say , she said she was proud of me for taking the step I needed to get out of a bad situation . What a great feeling it was to have someone say they were proud of me for quitting a job . . . lol . . . The following is another miracle from Lynn Roberson . If you ever get a chance to read her poetry , you should . It 's beautiful and always makes me smile . . . Long years ago I attended a Christian Yoga retreat and exchanged addresses with a lady there who wrote poetry . Some time passed and neither of us wrote . One day I lay down to rest and was overwhelmed by an impulse to write Jackie a letter and simply tell her that God loved her . I couldn 't rest until I obeyed the impulse ( which I believe was God ) . I sealed the envelope and laid the letter on the counter . Not having a stamp , I didn 't get it in the mail that day . Then it was gone . I asked my husband if he had mailed it . He had not . He didn 't have stamps either , and hadn 't mailed anything at all . He laughed and said , " I don 't mail my own letters , you have to mail them for me . " We both looked around the area , on the floor . . . . no letter . Puzzled , I put it out of my mind eventually . About four months passed , and one day I received a note from Jackie . She thanked me for the letter I had sent her . She said she noticed that it had been written three months before she received it , but that it came " at exactly the time she needed it the most . " What she didn 't understand , she wrote , was that my letter showed up in her mail box ( out of state ) with no stamp and no postmark ! I read her note and had chills . Then I knew for sure it really was God who told me to write the letter . Even now , a few decades later , I am SO grateful to Him for sending Jackie and me such a tangible miracle of His love . Lynn said she would pray that I found the right thing for me . I have to say that with her praying for me , anything is possible . . . smiles . . . Thank you Lynn . . . hugs . . . I have to go pay bills today . I hate having to go pay bills . It 's not so much that I hate having to pay bills , it 's more like , I hate the fact that I have nothing left over after they are paid . There are times when it is down to the last penny . I believe I 've mentioned before that I have five kids . My fiance has three , so together we have seven . It 's a yours , mine and ours thing . It seems like everyday I 'm hit with a new thing one of them needs or wants . I find it difficult at times because the word no is said a lot when it comes to things they want . I know I give them all the love they will ever need as a child . I don 't feel like I 'm always able to give them all the one on one time they want , but they know I at least try . When I look at the economy today and speak to my friends who are unable to get a job , or have to move because there isn 't any work , I feel like it 's a miracle I have one . Granted , it isn 't a lot of money , but I 'm thankful I have one . There is an area in Kentucky that has been flooded . People have lost their homes and they don 't have power in some parts . I look around at my little house that barely holds four kids and two adults and am thankful I have it . There is something to be said about being able to pay the bills . I may not always like that John and I don 't have a lot of money , but at least we have what we need . My fiance ' John is a sub contractor for a company called Timber Siding . It 's a miracle that he has work every week . Not because he is bad at it , actually he 's great at his job . He loves what he does . I have seen him take something that looks old and dilapidated and make it into something beautiful . He 's very proud of what he does . The miracle of all of this is that we make it . Even though , every month we have to empty the piggy bank to do it . I have a little wire haired terrier named Kilo . I 'm almost positive he 's a little nuts . This is a dog who would rather chase a rock then a ball . When I take him for a walk , he always goes towards the biggest rock he can find . Kilo was named by his original owner . The man was a police officer who raised and trained drug dogs for the police force . Kilo 's entire name is " The Panhandle 's smallest Kilo trackers . " Pour dog , his name is bigger than he is . It 's no wonder he has a complex . So Kilo came to my family because he was given to my parents . My dad loved him , my mom , well , not so much . I instantly loved Kilo , but like I said , I 'm pretty sure he 's a little nuts . We have a couple of huge trees in our yard . In one of these trees lives a family of squirrels . One of their favorite things to do is sit on a branch and look down at Kilo . I don 't know if it 's because the squirrels are there or if it 's because they are constantly teasing him by just sitting out of his range , but Kilo is positive the squirrels are planning an invasion of our house . He stands out there under the tree and barks to no end . I swear when I watch the whole thing take place , I can see the smile on the faces of the squirrels . A couple of times , I was sure they gave each other a high five . My dog is loyal , funny and a little nuts . I sometimes wonder if it 's rubbing off on me . The miracle of it is the small dog who has managed to bring such a great amount of laughter into my life . He is a small four legged creature with a lot of personality . The following miracle touched my heart so much that adding to it , would be disrespectful to me . I hope that you all are touched by this as much as I am . Thank you Jean . . . . hugs . . . On Dec . 16th 2004 my baby daughter wrecked and killed my middle daughter . She was life flighter to the hospital and stayed on life support and everyone except me thought that we were going to lose her too . The funeral home even told me to not go all out on my daughter 's funeral because there was little chance for my other daughter to live . Amanda my baby daughter was driving . Melissa was a passenger in the front seat . A guy T - Boned the car on Melissa 's side . The officer at the scene told me that no one could have lived from this wreck , the only thing that saved Amanda was when Melissa saw the car coming she reached over and wrapped Amanda her baby sister in her arms and because Melissa was a heavy set girl she was like an air bag for Amanda . It is a miracle that Amanda lived and I 'm reminded of that everytime I look at her today . I know in my heart that Melissa did not die in vain . She saved her sister and that was her last thought to do so . They had to remove Amanda from her arms . Thank you again Jean for sharing this with us . Hugs and love to you . The miracle of children 's imagination always amazes me . They don 't see the world through guilded eyes . They are pure in all they do and all they see . That 's why today I want to share some poetry and a few things that have been written and said by children . If only we could see the world though their eyes . The following is two poems by a young girl named Samantha Weil . Her dad is a writer , so it doesn 't surprise me that her poems would be this good . I hope you enjoy them . CITY Her child like observations paints a picture for all adults . She sees more than most of us . I also received an email that simply asked a question , " What is love . " The children that were asked were between the ages 4 and 8 . Some of the answers blew me away . This one is my favorite . ' When someone loves you , the way they say your name is different . You just know that your name is safe in their mouth . ' Billy - age 4 Sarah has her own since of style and since of self . I have 5 children , each one of them is special in a different way . My oldest is quiet , he speeks when he has something to say . He has been given the gift of patients . My 14 year old is ADHD . Some parents see this as a curse . I see it as a part of him . His thoughts and ideas know no bounds and his creatitvity is the same . My ten year old loves fashion and she has her own since of style . My 4 year old has a heart of gold and I 'm still waiting to see what my youngest comes up with . They have given me more reason for everything I do in life . The one thing I always hope is that I don 't disappoint them . I want them to see that when you have a dream , no matter what it is , that it 's ok to go for it . I want them to see me succeed . I want them to know that each one of us is put here for a reason . In truth , I think they teach me more than I will ever be able to teach them . Their honesty and creativity and the way they view the world around them is such a miracle . They see the truth in things that I miss all the time . What a thing it would be to see life through the eyes of a child . Read more » The state I live in right now is flat . Just about anywhere you go if you stand still and look around you can see for miles . The vivid colors of the plains is something painters have tried to capture for generations . About five miles outside of town there is a valley . It 's a small gem in the middle of the vast empty space . There are stone pillars with layers of browns , golds and brick red colors that have been forming over centuries . There are marvelous trees that have been around for centuries . If you listen close enough , you can almost hear their stories . The valley is one of those untouched parts of nature that gives the whole area balance . I like to go to there and walk around . I 'm pretty sure that I could visit that valley everyday for the rest of my life and that everyday I would see something new . Last week I went to the valley to walk around and came across a hawk . It stood a few feet away . We looked at each other . Neither of us moved . It was as if we had a silent understanding . This was his home , but I could visit as long as I respected it . I have never been that close to such a beautiful majestic animal without there being some sort of fence or cage . To see this animal up close and personal in the wild was something that I will never forget . He flew away with grace and beauty , never once looking back to see if I was following his rules . I 'm pretty sure he knew I would . This is one of the reasons I love going to this valley . I keep hoping I will see him again . So far , I haven 't , but I 'm pretty sure he has seen me . When I go to this small valley , I 'm reminded that we are all in a balance with each other . There is a balance in all life . Where there is life , there is death . Where there is love , there is hate . We live in a constant state of change . Those changes are all about balance in life . I have never understood the reason why good things happen to bad people or vice verse . I do know that there is a reason for all things in life . I may not know the why or even the how . All I know is that it is a blessing Read more » I have been exrtemely lucky when it comes to walking away alive and uninjured . When I was pregnent with my first son , Jacob , I rolled a truck and killed a cow . It was the dead of winter and I wanted something to drink . In truth , I really was hormonal and needed to get out of the house . It was snowing that night . I had never driven on snow , let alone on a dirt road in the middle of no where . I grew up in San Diego , CA , home of fun in the sun . The whole idea of living out in the country never crossed my mind . I loved the city with all it 's paved roads and the energy of all the people who were just going about their day . The thing is my now ex , hated living in the city . That should have been my first clue that things weren 't going to work out . So , here I am ; in the dead of night during a snow storm on a dirt road . I went around the bend doing about five to ten minles an hour , when the truck decided it was going to fishtail . My now ex , told me when this happens to head to the grass because there is more traction , and that 's what I did . What I didn 't know was there was a cow in the tall grass trying to keep warm . the nesxt thing I know , the truck takes a tumble of it 's own . By chance , luck or miraculously , the truck landed on all four wheels . I was so scared , I 'm pretty sure I peed my pants . I got out of the truck in the dead of night , scared , crying and alone . I was sure I heard a mountain lion or something . That was when I realized I lost my glasses . For those who don 't know , I can 't see a thing without my glasses . I 'm like Velma on Scooby Doo when she goes to the floor looking for her glasses . Looking back now , I know it was just another cow , but at the time , I was positive it was a wild animal out for blood . I mean after all , I was in the middle of the country . I somehow managed to get the truck started . I pressed on the gas and let out the clutch . I really believe the truck drove itself back to the house . When I reached the house , it stalled in the yard . Everyone came running out wanting to know why I parked the truck in the middle of the yard . It was a miracle Jacob survived , unharmed and a miracle I walked away with out a single bruise . The following is a miracle from a friend of mine named Cheryl Tidwell Cheryl Tidwell Hi Joann I have a great one , my brother got a brand new kidney Christmas day 2005 . He fought long and hard to keep it , but it was rejected , so he 's back on ghe waiting list . But that was a true Christmas miracle . I 'm sure your wondering what one has to do with the other . The answer for me was simple . Either way you look at it , they are about the miracle of life . It is a miracle that her brother was able to get a kidney on Christmas . It was a miracle that Jacob was born without a single problem because of my accident . Life is prescious . It is the " it " thing that makes us fight everyday for a better way . It 's the one thing we should all cherish . I don 't know about you , but to me , you only get this life , one time , so live it well . John and I met three times in our lives before we went out . The first time was in the middle of winter . I drove this old beat up cougar my now ex bought for me . The car was so bad , it didn 't have any heat . The driver 's side door would fly open when I drove down the highway so I had to hold it closed with a hanger . I look back now and wonder how I didn 't fall out of the car and die . It snowed about 12 inches the night before we met . In the early morning , the snow storm turned into an ice storm . It was so bad outside , I probably shouldn 't have even been in my car . I had to go to work though . I didn 't want to miss any days . I save those for when one of the kids gets sick . So , I got in my car and drove about 6 blocks and got stuck . The funny thing is that I wasn 't stuck in the middle of a snow bank or anything like that . I was stuck at a stop sign next to a curb . The car wasn 't going anywhere , no matter how hard I spun the tires . Little hint for you ; if you get stuck in the ice and snow , don 't spin your tires , it only makes it worse . I didn 't know that at the time . I grew up in San Diego . We don 't get snow there . . . lol . . . So here I am . It 's freezing cold out . I 'm late for work and the car is not moving . John pulled up beside me in his 1990 dodge truck . He got out of his truck and walked up to my window and asked , " Are you stuck ? " I really wanted to say , no , the car is waiting for the stop sign to say go . I didn 't though . Instead , I looked up and saw the kindest sweetest prettiest eyes I had even seen in my life . I paused , I 'm pretty sure I even blushed , and said , " Yeah . Can you push me out with your truck ? " He got back in his truck to push my car out of the snow , however , my car had other ideas . No matter how much he pressed down on the gas , the car wasn 't going to move . When he pulled back . I got out of the car and saw a bunch of plastic on the ground . He had accidentally broke the marker lense on the back . I shrugged it off . I hated the car anyways . " Sorry about that . " He said . " It 's ok . I hate this car anyways . Another thing broke on it isn 't going to make a difference . " I said . " Can I give you a ride ? " He asked . " I have to go to the bank . Can you take me there then home ? " I asked . After all , he broke my marker light , it was 4 degrees out and the wind was blowing . If he couldn 't take me home , at least take me to the bank so my bills don 't bounce . " No problem . " He said . That 's what he did . He drove me to the bank and then home . We had a little small talk during the ride . He told me his mom had just died . We ended up sitting in the parking lot for about a half an hour while he talked about it . We had never met before , I didn 't even know his name , but it didn 't matter , I listened . A while later , he dropped me at home where my then husband was waiting for me . We didn 't talk again after that for about six months . By this time , I had learned so many things about my now ex that we were no longer together . He ended up in jail for a year . I moved into low income housing and decided I was finished with men . A few weeks later , my daughter ended up in the emergency room because of the flu . She was so dehydrated they checked her in to make It would have sounded cheap and sleezy if I would have said , " Don 't I know you from somewhere ? " Instead , I stood in the elevator in silence while we exchanged smiles . The elevator dinged , and I said , " Bye . " The last time we met , I was just starting to meet the neighbors . John 's long time best friend was one of them . I walked over to see if I could borrow a wrench . I needed to put the kid 's bunk beds together and didn 't have one . Turns out I didn 't have the right screws for it either . John was at the house and said he would come over and help . I was really glad he did , because I had no idea what I was doing wrong . John got a kick out of it and went to the hardware store to get the right ones . He came back and put the bunkbeds together without charging me a single dime . Later that night his best friend invited me over for a drink . At this point , I really wanted a beer . It had been so long since I had enjoyed anything . In truth , I needed to laugh and needed the friends . When the kids fell asleep , I told my son who was almost 12 , I was going across the street . If he needed me for anything to let me know . I was gone for an hour . I was suprised that John was there . I sat in a seat across the room from him . I really did like his eyes , but there was no way I was going to get mixed up with anyone . John and I talked and we both realized we had net two other times . He tells me now that he always remembered , he was just waiting for me . I think he always had been . God knows I was . The following is a miracle from my soon to be father in - law . his name is James Buchanan . Miracle : The first time I saw her I said , " WOW ! ! ! ! ! Who is that pretty tall blond girl ? As time passed we became acquainted & eventually friends . I was in awe of her beauty & she became the girlfriend of one of my best friends . Later that school year , my friend 's mother would not let him take her to our Junior Prom , so he asked me if I would take her . I guess you can imagine how I jumped at this chance ! I was kind of shy & since she was my good friend 's girlfriend , I suppose I stifled myself , although I thoroughly enjoyed the evening & have never forgotten it . Sometimes we would hang out with mutual friends , but alas , nothing more . After graduation I went out of town to college & she finished her Senior year of high school . By then I was aware that my good friend had a different girlfriend , so upon my return home I asked this beautiful young woman to go out with me on 2 occasions and she said , " Yes " ! , so we did ! Why I didn 't pursue her more ardently , I have no idea ! Then I enlisted in the Navy or I would have been drafted into the Army . When I returned home again on leave I called her & we met for lunch where she told me that she was going to be getting married . After that we neither saw nor heard from each other for 48 years ! A few weeks ago I received an email from facebook that I had 3 friend requests , so I went to see who they were . One of them was another girl who had been in our high school . When I clicked on her picture I found that one of her friends was the pretty , tall , blond girl who hadn 't been on my mind all of those past 48 years , but whose image had crossed it more than a few times ! She hadn 't posted a picture or a request to add friends , so again I was hesitant , but within several days she had posted a picture & a friend request . Finally , I worked up enough courage to send her a message , to which she messaged me back & we resumed our friendship . After several weeks of facebooking each other we decided that we had to be face to face & that I would come to visit her ! So we spent a wonderful 2 weeks togetherLove is one of those miracles that transends time . It guides you when you least expect it . It can make you feel like you 're on top of the world one minute and break your heart the next . Real love lasts a life time . Real Love is when a person knows everything about you , and loves you inspite of yourself , or maybe because of it . All I know is this ; never block it out . you never know what will happen . Read more » Science has a way of taking the wonder out of the world . I wrote that in a journal one day . I don 't know why . It was scribbled on the edge of the page . That single phrase has stuck with me throughout my life . It makes me realize what a great and awsome miracle faith is . Everyone has some sort of faith . It can be faith in a higher power or in yourself . It can be faith that the sun will rise the next day and that the stars will come out to play at night . Faith . What a small word . It has as many meanings as there are people on earth . The following is a miracle sent in by Rober Wilson . It 's about how he came by his faith . I want to thank Rober for sharing such a wonderful miracle that happened to him . Robert Wilson I have had miracles happen in my life . The most astounding one that really woke me up was when I was 14 years old . I went to a summer program to study college course 's . They had an in ground Olympic swimming pool . I swam the shallow end for awhile but then I started swimming the deep end edge to edge , bad mistake , I go to the middle of the deep end and was wore out . I just couldn 't go anymore . I gave up I held my breathe as long as I could but then decided that this must be my Jesus with his arms outreached for to welcome me . The next that I remembered was my guidance counselor getting the water from my lungs . This is why I preach to everyone . They can believe me if they want or they don 't but I know for a fact that they best get right with God and start having faith for he is real and praise the Lord I can testify to that . I have a lot of friends with a lot of different beliefs . I 'm very thankful for that . I enjoy the conversatioins and listening to the different perspectives when it comes to this one word . . . FAITH . There isn 't a single person on the planet that will be able to convince me that there isn 't a higher power . There is a different name for all the different belief systems out there . The one common denominator in all of them is faith . I 'm sure you 're wondering what the first sentence has to do with this whole blog . Here is a question for you to ponder . If science is able to take the wonder out of the world , then how does it explain faith ? I have never met a person who hasn 't prayed for something at one time or another . I wonder , have any of you ? For those who don 't know , I have a part - time job on Sat and Sun as a donut maker at a little gas station called Casey 's . I get up every weekend at 3 : 00 am and get ready for work . It 's not that I like my sleep being interupted and it isn 't the pay that keeps me going back week after week . There 's not a single benefit , unless you count the ones I make up as I go along . I arrive at work at 3 : 30 in the morning . The whole town is quiet . I like to stand there for a minute and just listen to the silence in the air . It 's the only time I actually get to " hear " silence . To be honest , my mind is still unaware that I 'm even moving around at that time . I 'm pretty sure I 'm on auto pilot for another hour . I go inside and turn off the alarm , clock in , and it 's off to the kitchen . For the first hour , I 'm taking stuff out of the freezer , loading donuts into the oven and frosting them as they come out . At 4 : 30 , I take a small break to let the mixture temp for the next batch . Here comes one of the benefits I was talking about . When 4 : 30 hits every morning , I get to watch the last of the stars disappear from sight . Everything in the world is gold and the birds begin to chirp . It 's like watching the world come to life . The lights go from blinking red to normal stop lights . The sky is brushed with a soft glow and there is a certain feeling of newness all around . This is one of the benefits . It is one of the reasons I like my job . For me , the house is almost always choatic . Everyone has their own agenda and I always have to make sure that things go smooth . In that single moment , the world is mine . I can think without interruption and that in and of itself , is a miracle . Truth be told , I 'm sure that it 's the silence of the time that draws me . It 's one of those rare little miracles that goes unnoticed on a daily basis . There is an old saying , " Silence is golden . " I have to say whoever said it first , knew what it was like to have a house full of kids and a few pets wondering around . Throughout the week I look forward to that time on the weekends even though there are times when I wish I didn 't have to get out of bed . When 4 : 30 am hits , I 'm glad I did . Read more » I love to sit on the porch and write in my journal . I have a porch swing that hangs from the roof and it 's nice and cool in the evening , at least most of the time . I live in a small town . That much , I 'm sure you have guessed . For the most part , it has everything every other small town has . We have a main street packed with small two story buildings . Among those buildings there is a coffee shop , a couple pharmacies and a diner that serves alcohol called Waudby 's . There are a couple antique stores and people love to visit them to see what new little treasures the curator has found for them . A couple streets over there is another street called Lincoln . That 's my street . It goes from one end of the town to the other . I like my street . It 's filled with all kinds of different and unique people . A couple houses down from me , there is a woman who goes outside and checks her flowers everyday . I 've seen her even get out there and weedeat . There are a lot of people in this town that love to walk their dogs . Some of them act like they are racing the dog to see who will win . While others , pretend they are on a casual strole . I always get a kick out of the ones who act like they are racing their dogs as I 'm pretty sure the dog wins everytime . One of my most favorite people in this town to watch is who I like to call the cat lady . She isn 't a traditional cat lady . Meaning she doesn 't live alone in a house full of cats . She lives on the otherside of town . About 5 blocks down the street from my house , there is a railroad track . Beside the railroad track there is a small closed down antiques building . Attached to the building there is a fence and attached to that , there is an old cattle call ware house . There has to be hundreds of cats that live in this abandoned building . Everyday , the cat lady brings food and water . She also makes sure that they have their shots . The cats are so familiar with her car , they come running to eat and rub her leg to say thank you . She is the only person any of the cats will come to , and believe it oHi Joann ! I have a miracle to tell you . Once we had mixed puppies and one evening one of them got strangely sick , lethargic , swollen and finally fell unconscious . We had him on a blanket in the kitchen . I prayed and prayed for him to get well , touching him and praying . At some point I felt it was past the possibil . . . ity of his recovering . I had been so grieved over him . I decided to stop grieving and just fill his last hours with all the love in my heart . I kept petting him and I let go of my intense " agenda " and quit praying for him to get well and instead prayed for a gentle passing and just loved him peacefully . I think that allowed the healing God wanted to do to happen . The puppy woke up , urinated blood , and then started walking around . Soon he was a bouncing healthy pup again . The remarkable power of simple creature love offered to God . Would you consider that a miracle ? It sure felt like one to me ! ! ( smile ) I have to say first , Thank you Lynn for sharing this . I thought it was funny that at the end of the post , she asked me if I would consider this a miracle . My answer was : OMG Of course . . . smiles . . . Lynn is a very talented poet . I keep telling her to put them together . They have touched my soul and so has her story . . . smiles . . . hugs . . . Laughter is one of those best little miracles that exist . I don 't know about you , but I love to laugh . One of my friends has the biggest most contagious laughs that exists . Her name is Sutton . When she laughs , it doesn 't matter what it 's about , I can 't help but to laugh with her . One of my favorite things about real laughter is that it can pretty much be about anything . You can laugh at yourself for all the silly things you do , for example , one time I put my keys in the freezer . I don 't know why or even know when . The one thing I do know is that I looked everywhere for them and was late getting to work because of it . People love to laugh . I get these emails all the time with various little pics that make me giggle . I thought since today is Monday , and most of us hate Mondays , I would add a few of the pics that have brought a smile to my face . . . I love Off the Mark . They are always so funny and quirky . They always bring a smile to my face . I know that I 'm talking about Miracles for the next couple weeks . I 'm sure that you are wondering why I have decided to add a couple cartoons to the post . the answer is simple . Laughter is the best medicine in all times . Laughter brings hope . It inspires people and can even be used to make us think . Comedians do it all the time . I also love the emotion laughter through tears . The other day , John watched the kids while I took a nap . I had to work that day and I had been up since 3 : 00 am . I like my job . I make donuts part time at a store called Casey 's . I have to get up at 3 : 00 am in order to have everything ready to go by 6 : 00 am . For the most part , I work with the best people . They always make me laugh . What could be better than that ? So , when I went to lay down and take a nap , I was sooo tired , I could hardly see straight . Out of the blue , I woke up because of a nightmare I had . I dreamt that I wasn 't able to find my family . For those who don 't know me , my family is everything to me . When I came out to the livingroom , I hugged John and told him I had a nightmare . To which he replied , " Wuss , " Then hugged me back . I busted a gut . That single comment took all those emotions and turned them into laughter . The rest of the day was great because of that . When it comes to laughter , it 's one of those miracles that is given everyday . The thing is we don 't even know how much a differrence it really makes in a person . I hope that you have received a giggle from this one today . I know I have . . . smiles . . . The Lord said , " See , I am sending an Angel ahead of you to guard you along the way and to bring you to the place I have prepared . EXODUS 23 : 20 About 7 years ago , I began a new spiritual journey . The journey I began wasn 't based on a single religion per say . It was more of a combination of different ideals and thoughts as to what I thought religion was all about . Truth be told , I discovered that there is a difference between religion and spiritual awakening . If the question is do you believe in God , then the answer is yes . If the question is do you listen , then I 'm sad to say that more often in my life than not , the answer was and still is , no . No I don 't always listen . Listening is one of those biggest little miracles I was talking about earlier . The thing that started me on my journey was when I had a near death experience . To those who don 't know , I get blood clots . In 2003 , I developed what was called a puliminary embolism . That 's a fancy way of saying I had a blood clot in my lungs . I couldn 't breathe and I was sure that I had somehow pulled a muscle moving the sleeper sofa in the living room so I could clean behind it . The longer the day went on , the more I was unable to breathe . It was about eleven pm when I decided I needed to go to the emergency room . They drugged me up so I could relax and I fell asleep . I remember coming to in the middle of a cat scan . For those who don 't know , if you fall asleep before you enter a cat scan , and wake up in the middle , the whole thing can be terrifying . I woke up and thought they were burying me alive . I 'm not sure how loud I screamed , or even how long it lasted . What I do remember was saying that I was alive and pleading for them , whoever they were , not to bury me . I look back at that now and laugh . A voice on the speaker sounded and I was told that everything was ok , and I passed out again . I didn 't wake up again for three days . During that time , I died for about 3 minutes and . That might not seem like a lot , but to me , it was an experience that made me realize withouAngela Morrell Arnold 's miracle : On 8 - 7 - 87 I picked my kids up from the babysitter . Had an appt in an hr so I took them to my neighbor . My 4 yr old son cried ! I miss u mommy ! Guilt ! I had a feeling not to take him . Debated back & forth . Kept hearing loudly in my heart DON ' T TAKE HIM ( maybe my gut ? ) I left him . Drove 5 blocks & was hit by a Chevy Blaze . . . r ! My son always sat on the arm rest . He would have been thrown into the windshield & killed instantly ! My miracle ! ! While some people will call it nothing more than intuition , I call it angels . They are sent to us to guide us and send us messages . They minister to our needs and tell us about the future . There are those who will say they are a figment of my imagination and that the chemicals in my brain caused the event to happen . Angela 's story can 't be explained away quite so easy . She was sent a message and decided to listen to it . For this reason , listening is another one of those biggest little miracles I have been talking about . Listening to each other allows us to relate from the heart . It changes our prespective about life . It saves lives . Listening to our own little voice , means that we are listening messages from a higher power . For me , that higher power is God . For others , perhaps it 's Buddah or Yewah . I don 't know . What I do know , is that listening is a miracle that can be either given or recieved . Today , I wanted to share a miracle with you that a friend sent to me . This was sent to me by a fellow blogger . I 'm feeling very privilaged to have it shared with me . I have been asked not to use the person 's real name . However , I 'm allowed to share the blog name . Thank you for sharing . From DagTag : Today I remembered what happened in Tokyo . My marriage was just about over , my husband a raging , alcoholic lunatic . . . . . and I was having panic attacks regularly . It was intensified by living in a country where I didn 't speak the language well . . . . or know anyone . During these attacks , you just feel like you 're going to explode or die . You want it to stop , and even think about ending your life . . . . . . not because you want to die . . . . you 're just in pain . I had a lot of fantasies in Tokyo , about how I 'd end it if I lost control . . One day , I was in the subway . The trains in Tokyo are very fast , and the crowds are worse than NYC . I toyed with the idea of jumping . . . . not really seriously , just as an option . . . . . I was having a bad attack . The family structure in Japan is much different than the US . Children are allowed to run around crazy . There are no kidnapping worries , and kids are encouraged to ' discover ' their world while young . After age 13 , it 's serious , study , and work . . I was standing on the platform . . . fists clenched , heart pounding , in full panic mode . . A train was coming . For a moment , I thought of stepping off that platform , until I saw a little boy . . . , about age 4 , running around wildly . His parents were ignoring him . . . . a common sight . The Conductor at the end of the platform was watching the lights changing , and the oncoming train . The little boy ran to the edge of the platform , and was losing his balance . I snapped out of my mood , ran over , and quickly picked up the child before he could fall . . . . . . . . just seconds before the train entered the station . I know I saved his little life . His parents glared at me like I was crazy . I just gave the child to them , pointed to the train and shook my head . They finally understood me , and bowed . I bowed in return , I ran out of the station . to get some air , and process what had happened . I thought of my fantasy . . . what I almost did . . . . . . and the child I had saved . My panic attack was gone , and I never had another dark urge again . . . . . . . even though my personal situation in Tokyo became worse . In saving that boy , I learned to control my panic . . . . . I 'd saved us both . You can use that story , but please use my blogger name . . . . . . DagTag . I chose this one because it was an act of kindness that saved her and the boy . I love that this person no longer has dark thoughts like this . I have been lucky to have this person as a friend . The conversations we have with eachother are always fun and make my day . . . smiles . . . I will be posting this blog in my links , I 'm pretty sure that you will all love it as much as I do . . . smiles . . . DagTag , thank you for sharing this with me and allowing me to post it . . . smiles . . . hugs . . . " For kindness is indeed sublime and worth the trouble anytime . Sincerity is all we need to help us do a friendly deed . " Quoted from a poem by Jo Petty in the book Wings of Silver . To me , kindness is the biggest little miracle there is . It is a smile to someone who wears a scowl . A word or a tender touch that is given in a time of need . The reason I ask if kindness is considered a miracle is this ; I have said it before and I will say it again , a smile saved my life . I had a miscarriage six years ago . It was one of the hardest things I have ever been through . I had already heard the heart beat . I went into my next doctor 's appointment , thinking everything was ok . The P A brought in her little fetal monitor , and nothing happened . No sound . Nothing . I was confused . I thought that maybe the thing was broke . She stepped out of the room for a few minutes and then came back with the doctor . He listened to the fetal monitor , and again , nothing . Silence . There is nothing worse than silence when you are in a room like this . The doctor and the P A left the room then returned a few minutes later with a portable ultrasound machine . I remember thinking , " Cool , I get to see the baby . " I was so niave to what was happening . That was when the doctor spoke . " I 'm sorry , but you are having a miscarriage . " I didn 't understand . I wasn 't bleeding and I didn 't have any cramps . So naturally I was confused . I remember the words echoed from his lips . I began to cry and I asked him if he was sure . The answer was yes . He checked me into the hospital for a D and C because I have blood clotting issues . Truth be told , right now , I 'm glad that it happened this way . I was put under and woke up without feeling a single thing . At least physically that is . For the most part , I felt numb inside . A dark hole had formed in my soul . The hospital kept me over night so they could monitor my protimes and make sure I was going to heal ok . The next morning , I woke up and I couldn 't stop thinking about all the things that I had or hadn 't done to cause this to happen . Just about the time I had decided that it was my fault , a woman from the gift shop came in . In her hands was a small vase of flowers . She had a smile on her face . It turned out , I wasn 't the person who was suppose to receive the flowers . It didn 't matter though , because she stayed and talked with me for hours . When we were through , I felt ok . I no longer blamed myself . Her smile and small act of kindness lifted that moment and changed how I felt . I didn 't end up holding onto the guilt . I was still sad , but the despair was gone , all because a nice woman entered in the wrong room wearing a smile on her face . I don 't know what would have happened if I would have carried around the guilt from that day . I 'm thankful I never have to find out . Kindness is a miracle that can save a person 's life . I bet you 're wondering why I 'm posting such a personal time in my life . The answer is simple for me . The personal tragedy taught me that the simple act of kindness can make the biggest difference in a person 's life . They are small everyday miracles that usually go unnoticed . I 'm hoping that what happened to me , will inspire others to do a single act of kindness . You never know what will happen and how it will affect that person 's life . It is the biggest little miracle there is . . . smiles . . . hugs to all . . . Miracles are little things that happen everyday . Most of the time we don 't take the time to see them . In the previous post , I told you about a miravle that happened to me when our house burned down . I would like to share another miracle with you . My daughter , Sarah , who is now 10 is a miracle . When I was in college I was taking the Depo shot . I was on the second shot and went in to get my third when I found out I was pregnant . " Oh shit . " was my first reaction . " There is no way , " was my second . I thought long and hard about all of this . I even remember having dreams about her when I was three months along . I knew what she looked like and even what she was going to be like . The only thing I can think to say about this , is that I knew her soul before she was even born . As if getting pregnant while I was on the shot wasn 't enough of a miracle , Sarah was born a month premature with the cord wrapped around her neck . She came so fast , the doctor didn 't have time to get there . The nurse , I 'll never forget her name , Nurse Michelle Lawrance , went from having 2 normal arms and hands like the rest of us , to 8 arms . She was doing everything all at once . She was on the phone while resuscitating Sarah , cutting the cord and well , you get the picture . Panic set in . I was sure that she was not going to make it . I cried in my pillow and prayed to God . " Please let her live . I want her so bad , " I said . A couple seconds later , but to me it seemed like forever , Sarah took her first breath and screamed . It was the most wonderful sound I had ever heard . Today , she is 10 years old . She had long beautiful copper colored golden red hair with freckles . She loves to dance and sing . She loves to make people smile and she is a perfectionist when it comes to her school work . Her soul is beautiful . I knew her before she was born . I bet your wondering why I told this story . The truth is that there are so many miracles around us that happen everyday . We just don 't know about them . When the sun comes up and we have all had a good night sleep , that is a miracle . When the mail comes on time and there isn 't a bill in it , that 's a miracle . As for me , I look at everything in my life and wonder how I ended up so lucky . I may not be rich , but . . . then again , maybe I am . I would love to hear about the miracles in your life . We all need a little inspiration . What better way to start the day then by sharing a good thing that you noticed ? Hugs to all ! ! I have been through a lot in my life . There have been good times and well , not so good times . I have learned that a lot of the old addages are true . Good things come to those who wait . You catch more flies with honey . Laughter is the best medicine and it takes at least three good licks and a bite to get to the center of a tootsie pop . . . lol . . . I love reading , writing and having fun with my family . For me , creativity is the key to life and finding that balance that we all want to attain .