HEY YALL JUST A HANGIN IN HERE,I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT TODAY WITH THE SURGEON TO FIND OUT WHEN THEY IS GONNA DO MY HERNIA,SOON I HOPE, BILLY GOT THE FLU LAST WENSDAY AND WAS SICK WED N THUR.FRIDAY WE ALL HAD DOCTOR APPTS,SATURDAY BREE GOT THE FLU N WAS SICK SAT N SUN,I TOOK HER TO THE HOSPITAL SAT EVE N THEY GAVE HER A SHOT BECAUSE SHE COULD NOT HOLD ANYTHING DOWN,THEY ALSO GAVE HER AN IV.TODAY THEY ARE BOTH FINE AND GETTING READY FOR SCHOOL AS I WRITE THIS,I PRAY I DONT GET IT.WATCHED THE SUPERBOWL LAST NIGHT N WHAT A GAME WAY TO GO STEELERS.I WANNA THANK EACH N EVERYONE OF YOU FOR BEING HERE, YALL ARE AWESOME.I HOPE N PRAY EACH DAY IS AWESOME FOR YALL AND REMEMBER IT COULD ALWAYS BE WORSE.......LOVE YALL GREAT BIG OLE GRIZZLY BEAR HUGGGZZZZZZ.........SQUISHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHA little girl went                               to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the                                    closet.                                                                                                                                                                                              She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three       times, even The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for                                      mistakes.                                                                                                                                                                                            Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she  slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store                                    with                                                   the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.                                                                                                                      She waited patiently for                             the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this                                     moment.                                     Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her                                     throat                                   with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good Finally she took                                       a                                         quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!                                                                                                                                                                 'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of        voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seenin                                     ages,' he                                              said without waiting for a reply to his question.                                                                                                                     'Well, I want to talk                              to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.                                     'He's                                               really, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle.'                                                                                                                    'I beg your pardon?'                                                       said the pharmacist.                                                                                                                        'His name is Andrew and he has something bad               growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now                                     So how                                                            much does a miracle cost?'                                                                                                                     'We don't sell miracles here, little girl.                I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening alittle.                                                                                                                                                            'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I willget                   the rest. Just tell me ho w much it costs.'                                                                                                                    The pharmacist's brother was                         a well dressed man He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind                                     of a                                                          miracle does your brother need?'                                                                                                                    ' I don't know,' Tess replied with her                    eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an    operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use mymoney.'                                                                                                                                                                         'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago                                                                                                                        'One dollar                                              and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly.                                                                                                                   'And it's all the money                                         I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'                                                                                                                         'Well, what a                               coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exactprice                                     of a                                                           miracle for little brothers. '                                                                                                                     He took her money in one hand and with                   the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live.                                    I want                                   to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle                                    you                                                                        need.'                                                                                                                       That well dressed man was Dr. CarltonArmstrong, a surgeon,         specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge                                     and it                                             wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.                                                                                                                    Mom and Dad were                              happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. Iwonder how                             much it would have cost?'                                                                                                                       Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a                    miracle cost..one dollar and eleven cents....plus the faith of a little                                      child.                                                                                                                                                                                                   In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.                                                                                                                          A                                          miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a                                    higher law.                                                     I know you'll keep the ball moving!                                                                                                                       Here it goes. Throw it back to                                           someone who means something to you!                                                                                                                     A ball is a circle, no beginning, no                       end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure                                      inside                                        for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.                                                                                                                   Today                                                         I pass the friendship ball to you.                                                                                                                    Pass it on to someone who is a friend                                                      to you.                                                                                                                                            MY OATH TO YOU...                                                                                                                              When you are sad.....I will dry your                                                       tears.                                                                                                                            When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.                                                                                                                             When                                                     you are worried.....I will give you hope.                                                                                                                      When you are confused......I                                                    will help you cope.                                                                                                                      And when you are lost...And can't see the light, I                          shall be your beacon....Shining ever so bright.                                                                                                                      This is my oath.....I                                                        pledge till the end.                                                                                                                       Why you may ask?....Because you're my friend.