miracle of all is not something that
happens to you, it’s something that happens within you;
this is the story of one such miracle.
Maggie opened her eyes again, and there was still
a hint of the emerald fire in them. “Yes you can,” she
whispered. In the years to come, I would hear the invisible whisper
of those three words a million times – as they wheeled me
out of my hospital cocoon to finally take me home; the day I drove
my new car that was specially-equipped with paraplegic controls;
as Amanda buckled
me into the custom ski that reignited my passion for
sport Mark and I had loved so well; the day I wheeled
myself into the hospital volunteer office and clipped on
my new nametag: Carrie Anne Murphy – Poetry Therapist.
But on this day, I was powerless to do the one thing I
would have given anything to be able to do.
— From The Healing Tree
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