A LITTLE GIRL & A MIDNIGHT MIRACLE
A Story Oma & Peanut A MIDNIGHT MIRACLE Oma's Room The clock was moving toward midnight and Oma was struggling to breath. She was going through the process of moving from this life into the next. She had lived with cancer for a season, seemed to be well, but then the cancer came back and was now taking its final toll on her body. It was not, however, taking her life. BTW, did I say it was getting close to midnight? Loved ones were gathered around, and they had done so since she had moved into the hospice earlier in the day. Certainly her beloved Opa, J and J's beloved (G or TLOHL) were nearby for this portion of the journey. Sadness could be felt because this was "just too soon..." and the clock ticked on closer to midnight at this hospice on the east coast of Florida. Oma's journey just seemed to short. It seemed to be unfair. Peanut Peanut, a beautiful four year old, and her older brother Big Stuff, went to visit at the hospice. TLOML