The Miracle of a Life

It has been a long time since I last writ (wrote) on this thing, mostly because I've simply been with those who read this, so there's really no news you don't already know. Most of you who are reading this are already acquainted with the events that have recently transpired in my life. Most of you have already heard my testimony and my feelings of the occasion. But I am not mighty in words spoken as I am in words written, so let me expound.
In my life I have always had two "anchors to happiness": my family and my faith. No matter what comes, I always had a source of peace, comfort, and acceptance through these "anchors". I thought that my family could be taken away from me through accidents, feuds, and other unthinkable tragedies, but now I know that this family is as solid as my faith. Though death may separate us for a time, I truly understand now the eternal bond we have within our small community of Martins. This is one of the many miracles brought about by the life of my sister Ally.
We also see the strengthening of our bonds to one another who remain behind in this struggle of mortality. Not since early summer have we all been together. Perhaps never before have we all been so selfless in our dealings with one another. Mom and dad's extended family as well went out of their way to be there. Friends from out of town came, sacrificing time and gas money to show true friendship. And let's not forget our wonderful town of Danbury. Perhaps I under appreciated our local neighbors during my stay there.
It seems so many other wonderful things came about from Ally's example to us. It is true we miss her very much, but her passing can be seen in a joyous light when given the right perspective. The greatest miracle of all is that the miracles continue to happen even after her stay with us. Ally fulfilled her mission here, and has now returned home in honor.

All this seriousness... maybe you're wondering if it's the same person writing. My jovial self is still there and quite apparent, I just feel older lately. Not just a few days older, but more like an experience older. Know what I mean? Probably not... of course, who can comprehend what goes on in my vastly imaginative and absent mind?