today,
driving to see my dad at the hospital in the nearby town of Skive. My dad is hospitalized with chronic bronchitis, also known as smokers longues and severe depressions, . Halfway there I passed a somewhat rundown roadside farm with a big homemade sign stating that here miracles occured: They could cleanse longues, away depressions, cure cancer...is about what I had time to read, but I did spot their website. cursed myself for not bringing a camera which I will for my next visit.
Once at the hospital, the communication with dad was feeble as it has been for years. Hospitals doesnt make it any easier There allthough a sense of contentness. It felt right being there. It was short, he was tired, but somewhere between me coming and going, dad uttered: "Sometimes I think I need a fucking miracle to get well..."
I couldnt get myself to tell him about the sign I just saw, I cant say that I am a ferm believer in miracles, whereas dad...I mean he is open to anything right now.

So back home, I instantly fired up the computer to check out the site. This is what I found: http://www.mirakel.dk/main.asp, and I really cant pass it on. Dad, whose dad was a priest of the black old school, spent 65 years of his life to get rid og guild and Jesus! If it is actually the site connected to the farm I spotted is still to be revealed.

Get well soon Dad.