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In Good Faith, August 2009
Sarah Alamond 07/24/09
On June 23, 2006, I gave birth to my second child, a daughter, who was born at 2 lbs. 8 oz., 8 weeks early and extremely weak. She looked different, wasn’t growing and even the best doctors didn’t know if she would survive, not to mention that she was so tiny you could fit my husband’s wedding ring around her thigh. After my delivery, amidst all the visible worry on other’s faces, I somehow felt that things would be okay. I felt a strange peace, which for someone with self-diagnosed minor OCD, is not something I have felt often. For a long time I would wonder if it was the pain medication after my c-section, or in fact God and my faith in Him that kept me feeling like everything was going to work out fine...
CATEGORY: Religion and Spirituality