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  • Writer's pictureKim Nork


I often wonder about “miracles” and how one gets one. How do they choose? A person in a horrific accident survived; a plane crash with survivors; a near drowning; a gun shot wound; a cancer survivor. Who chooses who gets the miracle? And why wasn’t it my sweet boy? Peoples lives are spared every second of the day, why wasn’t his? When I lost Parker, all my beliefs died along with him. I cannot justify anything taking the life of an innocent child. No god, no miracle, no prayer, no divine intervention. Nothing. He should have been a miracle. He should be here and nothing will ever change my mind.

I love you forever, Bud.

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