Everyday Miracles

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Something really amazing happened yesterday. As I was leafing through the newspapers in the morning, a little leaflet slipped out. It was an announcement for a new children's hospital in my neighborhood and somewhere in all the details one line stood out. They had an pediatric occupational therapist for kids with special needs. And this wasn't just any occupational therapist - she was the former head of the occupational therapy department at one of the largest government hospitals in our city. I was like wow!!!

So I called the hospital right away and the staff scheduled an appointment for the same afternoon. Now I haven't really written about the trouble we were having in finding a good occupational therapist. We have had to change therapists three times for various reasons. Because of this, AngelicA's fine motor skills are not as good as they should ideally be, even if we factor in the delay for kids with Down Syndrome.

When we finally saw the therapist, it was like a dream. The facility was nice, they had a nice big aquarium right next to the therapy area and AngelicA had her little nose glued to it for most of the time we were there.

Our meeting with the therapist went off really well. She did an assessment and drew up an therapy plan for Angel. What I found most encouraging and comforting was that she was positive about Angel and her future, she was empathetic, kind, caring and so good with Angel that my little girl almost went and sat on her lap. It was a big change from having to drag her for therapy while she resists, kicking and screaming. And the best thing is that it is right next door and not half way across town so I won't be kicking and screaming (in my head of course) either.

I have a feeling this will go well and I am so, so happy. It feels like a prayer was answered before it was even on my lips. A little miracle. Reminded me of a homily I heard a long time ago. The priest had read a beautiful poem and talked of the little miracles that happen in our lives everyday, those which we often fail to notice. I found a poem (not sure if it was the same) and thought I should share it with you.

Everyday Miracles

By Walterrean Salley



Miracles happen
Every day
To many a folk
In many a way.
They’re not hidden
Beneath a tree,
But manifested
For all to see.


A mother giving
Sacred birth.
A flower shoots up
From the earth.
A wanderer
Who finds his way.
A survivor
Sees another day.


A beggar gets
His next meal.
A patient that’s
Completely healed.
The ocean with
Its shades of blue.
The sky with
A many hue.


Everywhere
And every day,
Miracles happen
In every way.
You don’t have
To travel far—
Just look around
And there they are.


You can find the poem here.

Thanks for reading,
JD