Twelve months ago, I probably didn't believe in miracles. I'd had a series of pretty horrible things happen to me and despite usually being a positive person, my belief in the world was a bit rocky.
But a small miracle happened, and I thought I'd better tell you about it to restore your faith and so you know that the world hasn't entirely fallen off its axis, even after COVID.
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So, the miracle is that at 63 years old, I've found someone to love. And – another miracle - he loves me back!
I can hear you thinking, 'That's not a miracle'. But it is to me, because the last five years have been rough, and I had just about given up hope of meeting that special person.
Background to a miracle.
One of the most horrible of the pretty horrible things, was that I was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. It was a hell of a shock, and the surgery and chemo that followed was not fun. Not fun at all. At the time, there was a seven per cent five-year survival rate. Now the Australian five-year survival rate is 12 per cent, testimony to what research can do. From where I stand today, I count myself unbelievably lucky, so there's a miracle right there.