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December 22, 2013
A Christmas Miracle
Finally, one day that December, I had to tell her. Medically, we were beaten. The decision lay with God.She took it quietly, lying there, wasting away, only 23 and the mother of a year-old child. Eleanor Munro (her name has been disguised) was a devout, courageous woman. She had red hair and had probably been rather pretty, but it was hard to tell anymore, she was so near to death from tuberculosis. She knew it now, she accepted it, and she asked for just one thing. “If I’m still alive on Christmas Eve,” she said slowly, “I would like your promise that I can go home for Christmas.” - - continued at Primordial Slack
Posted by gerardvanderleun at December 22, 2013 8:04 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.