Make my water wine!
I went to the hospital with all of my mother’s living siblings and their spouses – it was a Thanksgiving gathering like in days of old. What was missing was the delicious desserts and coffee and my grandmother’s front porch swing. The young woman who had been praying for a miracle the day before entered the room and suddenly her countenance changed dramatically and she looked as if she had seen a ghost. She walked over to mom, held her hand, and looked at me so strange that I thought she had seen a ghost. She told us all that she was having an incredible deja vu moment. My mother at that moment was asking us all over to her apartment so that we could eat. The young woman asked me to come out in the hall for a moment and my aunts and uncles looked at me as if something was up. I went out and the woman put her hands of my shoulders and she said, “Does your mom know she is dying?”
And I said yes, I have told her.
“I have had it all wrong, I just had a vision that she is going to die, and I’m here to be with her to help her through this. And it’s you who I’m going to have a merlot with and I now realize I’m supposed to get back with my husband. That’s the miracle I’ve been feeling. It became clear to me just now.”
I started crying and hugged her. And I said, “I’m glad you are here with her because she likes you.”
This young woman has been cleaning my mother and taking care of her for months believing that she was going to see a miracle and my mother was going to get out of the hospital. She has been joking with her that they will sit on the porch and drink Merlot together and talk about this in the future. I was happy to hear that she realized what her role is – to support my mom’s passage.
A miracle indeed.