I witnessed a miracle today. It's not every day, that you can say that. I know that we have all experienced miracles...we've seen babies be born...we've had more money in the bank than we thought we had, just when we needed it...we've narrowly missed being in a car accident.
However, there is no miracle, like watching someone save a life. There are no words to describe it. But, when it is your own child's life, that someone is saving, it makes it that much more amazing. You can't describe the debt that you know that you now owe this person. There is no way to repay that debt or to say "thank-you" enough.
I witnessed this today, as my mother-in-law saved my 3 years old's life. She did it with such grace and ease, you'd think she had done nothing at all.
Yes, she saved her life today.
Because I was going to kill her.
Avery was in rare form today.Tantrum after tantrum after tantrum. Spitting. Yelling. Flopping on the ground. Hitting. All in front of the other parents at swimming lessons. Each tantrum lasted so long, that you couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. They had started the minute that her eyes fluttered open and I had come to the end of my rope. I seriously considered throwing her in to the pool.
Then an angel said the most beautiful words..."I can take her for a few hours today."
The Heavens opened up and the light shone down on this savior.