Christmas miracle

Lacey Spaenhower, Staff Writer

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The time of miracles and happiness has come once again. It’s Christmas time, finally.

This time of the year is when people get together to help others in need.  People also start obsessing over how to get their house ready for Christmas Day.

Most people always look forward to this time of year.  However, there are a few people who are not to thrill about this time of year. These people don’t really like Christmas and even fewer believe in Christmas miracles.

I used to be one of these individuals until the Christmas of 2009. That Christmas made me believe in miracles again.

Two days before Christmas, my miracle nephew was born. He is a miracle because my sister was told earlier that year that she couldn’t have any children. So when she found out that she was pregnant, our entire family was happy.

When my sister and the baby came home on Christmas Day, I was given the best present ever. After I held him in my arms, I didn’t care what kind of presents I got and to be honest I didn’t open any of them for several hours.  I was too busy holding the baby.

Holding him in my arms made me realize just how anti-Christmas I had truly become. I had forgotten what I was always told about Christmas and that was that the presents and the decorations don’t really mean anything. The one thing that really mattered is that you are with family and friends, and for years I had never really gotten into the Christmas spirit.

All that changed thanks to that little boy and ever since then I have always looked forward to Christmas Day. His birth changed so much for me, and he made me believe in miracles. The fact that he is on this Earth is a miracle all on its own.

 For those of you who don’t believe in miracles remember what Bernard Benson said, “Miracles happen to those who believe in them.”

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