Miracle isn't a word to be bandied about. People speak of miracles that are really not more than chance, or Hashem's guiding hand and truly short of a miracle. But our family seems to have experienced a true miracle.
My cousin's husband has been very ill for the past several years. It started with a car accident in which he hit his head. An MRI found that he had a brain tumor. It was inoperable. And growing. It caused seizures. He lost the desire to cook - a favorite pastime. His days became nights. He slept. A lot. My cousin was left to raise their three children virtually alone because her husband could not contribute to the family well-being. He could not be "trusted"(for lack of a better term) to stay coherent enough for her to leave the children in his care. Luckily, her parents were - and are - incredibly supportive and have helped them immensely with child care, chauffeuring, and just taking the kids so my cousin could have some time for herself or time to focus solely on her husbands needs.
It has been approximately four years since I have seen my cousin's husband. What a shock it was to see him walk into my mother's house for our family gift exchange!!
He said that one day he kissed his wife (something he has not done since this all happened) and he felt something go. Lift, release. Any combination of words.
He stopped taking his anti-seizure meds and also stopped having seizures. It's been nearly 14 weeks and he is feeling himself again. No more seizures, no more meds. He's cooking, playing with his kids, eating and enjoying life again. He has his life back.
He does, of course, have to return to the doctor, have another MRI and see what the state of things are, but for now, we're counting it as a miracle.
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