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A final blessing later, he was gone. It was quite an honor, thinking back on it. Many people, including really holy people like the Cardinal, were praying for me. If I ever considered giving up or brooding over my fate, all I had to do was remember those who sacrificed so much for my welfare, first and foremost my parents.All those prayers must have worked, because I was still alive and kicking ( not literally).
God was good, and I began to believe, even as a kid, there was a reason and a purpose for all of this pain
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