Then one day, while looking at a beautiful sunrise, she knew
In our family, you only prayed to God to get out of trouble. I grew up as a chronically sick kid. It was a tough childhood, as doctors weren’t sure I’d live past 10. I still remember receiving the Last Rites from a priest. My parents snuck my siblings into the room to say goodbye. In our family, God wasn’t to be trusted, since I was so sick and the pile of medical bills grew.