A couple days ago, I started posting about significant events 10 years ago this past weekend, and I just missed what it was all building to.
Yesterday was the tenth annivesary of a miracle.
In 1997, a year after my aortic root replacement, my echo showed two “jets” around the stitches of my artificial valve: blood was shooting back into the heart. The next year, they were worse.
Ten years ago, I was expecting to go to the cardiologist and find out that they were worse.
Instead, he walked in the room after my echo, his jaw open, and said, “They healed. They scarred over.”
So, there’s a miraccle for you.