My brother had heart surgery Monday. While he was in surgery Jeremy went with ne to the Cathedral on 40th street.
No one else was there, we had the massive church to ourselves. We found a candle stand and I lit five candles, one for each of the immediate family I was born into. Jeremy lit some at the same time, the first surprise for me.
We went to the nearest aisle and I knelt and genuflected as I was taught a hundred years ago. I knelt and prayed, begged for Michael's life as I was forced to also cede to the Will of God. I turned and saw the most amazing and beautiful thing I have Ever seen. Jeremy was kneeling in the row behind me. Praying. I KNEW Michael would survive. I was standing before a True Miracle.
