The nature of unexpected miracles
Oma doesn’t seem to recognize me anymore. Sometimes, when I write down my name, she’ll repeat it. I’m not sure though she understands who “Dani” is. She’s told me she doesn’t know me. She actually doesn’t speak much. Only very rarely, just a word here and there. She sits in a wheel-chair and needs help with pretty much everything - except for eating and reading. Yes, she can still eat alone. And boy, does she eat! Every time I visit her, she spoons away. Amazingly, she still doesn’t need reading glasses either. When I write, her blue eyes will read along as the words ...