The car accident in 1976 left my back shattered in several places and millimeters away from severing my spinal cord. The operation fused all my lumbar vertebrae, but L5, and the surgeon warned me it would probably go at some point. Years later on Christmas Eve I had surgery on the L5 disc, and woke up alone in the wee hours of Christmas day. My body memory felt the pain of the first surgery; I was so scared and wanted a hug so bad. With tears streaming down my face I said out loud to no one, “I need a hug”, and immediately got the warmest, deepest hug I’d ever felt, a sacred moment with my Maker, I will never forget. Be open to the resurrection of sacred moments.
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