Miracles
It's the miracle of Christmas.
When I go to the bank to make a withdrawal
To pay Radomir's bills and I can't because I've
Already made too many and the bank
Won't let me.
Then the next week a check for over the
Amount I need appears suddenly in
Radomir's mailbox.
It's a miracle.
Make no mistake, we still need money for
rent and living expenses in 2022.
When I answer a phone call and
It's from someone I haven't talked
To in six months.
It's a miracle.
I haven't seen but heard from staff
At Grand Valley Healthcare Center meetings that Radomir
Whom doctor's said would never
Walk again a year ago, and now
He is walking doing physical therapy
Three times a week for ten to fifteen minutes.
It's a miracle.
When after calling Paramedics on November 27, 2020
And seeing Radomir going alone to
Henry Mayo Hospital in Valencia, California, and
The nurse telling me on the phone
He has a Sepsis infection
And is going to die, and then his being
Totally healed from Sepsis.
It's a miracle.
When I pray that serious ailments
I've recently been diagnosed with,
And hopefully they disappear
Without any surgery.
It's a miracle.
When I get a part in a major
Motion picture after going on
Audition after audition and hear
From my agent: "They want
You Patricia. You've booked it.
You've got this!"
It's a miracle.
Experiment
The experiment of Christmas.
Experimenting with new ideas and life itself.
Experiencing new adventures mostly on my own.
Living one day at a time.
Spending time with loved ones.
Visiting my fiance four to five times a week.
Going with him to every Doctor's appointment
Sometimes six in one week.
Having conversations with myself
To keep my sanity.
Being grateful for the experiment of love.
Life is an experiment.
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