Mrs. A was becoming progressively worse physically and mentally. Everyone was concerned but every attempt to make her talk or do anything for herself had been unsuccessful.
One afternoon, I went to her and asked, “In order for you to get better, what will need to happen and how can we be of help?”
“Give me a miracle.” She didn’t utter another word after that.
A few hours later, I handed her a MIRACLE.
“What do you think?”
To this day, I still remember the smile on her face.
“It’s very nicely done and it’s in my favorite color.”
“I’d love to give it to you if you wish, but we’ve got to work together to make it work!”
That’s how we started talking regularly and how the “miracle” slowly happened.
Sometimes what you learn in grade school is more powerful than what you learn in graduate school. Papercutting is one of them. As I work on my Easter greeting cards this morning, I can’t help but think of this.