As we were returning to the Sanctuary ...
Kevin, the hospitalier You met on the first day of our novena, came hurrying to You. When he caught up, he was a little out of breath.
He said he was leaving for home the following day and he wanted to say good bye.
Kevin, the hospitalier You met on the first day of our novena, came hurrying to You. When he caught up, he was a little out of breath.
He said he was leaving for home the following day and he wanted to say good bye.
Pause ...
Good bye ...
It had sounded so final.
This was the Irish man who had shared with Mom on that first day of novena that when he was 12 years old, his body was "ridden with cancer cells."
Now, he is all good.
He told us he visits Lourdes on a yearly basis and volunteers his services.
Mom secretly hoped that, that would be your story someday.
He told us he visits Lourdes on a yearly basis and volunteers his services.
Mom secretly hoped that, that would be your story someday.
He gave You a good luck pin, that he said was given to him when he was not well, and now that he is, he wanted You to have it.
You accepted it with both hands, and a big smile on your face.
You accepted it with both hands, and a big smile on your face.
Looking at the both of you having fun on our 2nd night there,
nobody would have guessed that You'd be admitted
to the hospital by evening the following day. :(
