Faith

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Story type: Angel
Location: cincinnati hospital
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sat Mar  8 15:45:01 2008

Faith

My children have always been very important to me. I’m a good mother and I wish my childhood had been as good as my two sons was. In the fall of 2004 my youngest son was 16 and had driven into the neighboring town to spend the day with his cousins. You see, I was the babysitter and from the time these cousins were six weeks old they spent the day at my house. They all grew up together and were as close as brothers. They range in age from 12 to 18 years old on that day in 2004.

They were in two vehicles that day. The one in front held three of the boys and the other held two. As they traveled out of town that day, little did they know there lives was about to change. Three phone calls to the sheriff station had been made and no one had responded. These calls were reports of an erratic driver, all over the road. A woman driving under the influence of three drugs almost hit the first car containing my oldest son and two of my nephews. From inside the car they yelled as this woman hit my youngest son and my 14 year old nephew head on. I will spare you the agony of my panic that day as I received the phone call. Yes they lived. This woman killed the man in the car with her and my nephew had head injuries, broken vertebrae, broken wrist, and lots of other injuries. My son had a broken hip, broken pelvis, shattered tibia, and other injuries. To this day we are still dealing with these injuries in both boys and there lives will be forever changed.

I met my angel in the hospital. As I sat crying at the devastation done to my child and the pain he was going to have to endure. I ask god why! I was trying so hard to be a good Christian, mother, wife, everything I thought I was supposed to be. Trying to give my children the childhood I never had.

All the sudden the door opened to his hospital room and this beautiful black nurse with the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen walked in. She said “Hi, My name is Faith”. As she said this I thought “please let it be more than just a name”. It was like she was reading my thoughts and she said “my name bears much significance to who I am”. Faith sat down with me and comforted me, brought me something to drink, praised me for being there for my child and just helped me to cope with this situation. After this 15 minute encounter I felt much better and for the next 13 days I asked everyone about Faith. No one had ever heard of her, no one recognized my description of Faith. Everyday I looked for her and asked about her. I never found her and one day I realized why. She was an Angel! I honestly believe this. Faith, my angel gave me what I needed that night to stay strong and do what I had too, to help my son. Thank you God for sending my Angel “Faith”!!