It was 1996, I was living out of state and my mom was dying of cancer. When we received “the call” my husband insisted that I fly to Ohio to see my mom before she passed away. When I packed for the trip, I put on my Footprints in the Sand pin and asked God to watch over me and to help me with this trip, when I left for Ohio the footprints were pointing up. I arrived on a Sunday afternoon and met my dad, and siblings at the hospital. The family had a lovely afternoon together even though we were at the hospital, knowing mom’s condition was deteriorating.
When I went to bed and took off my pin, the footprints were pointing up. On Monday when I got dressed, I put my footprints pin on, with the footprints pointing up. I spent the entire day with my mom at the hospital. That evening, when I was getting ready for bed, I noticed the footprints were pointing down, so as I was standing in front of the mirror, looking at the footprints pointing down, I said OK God, is it going to be a rough night? Will you help me through the night? At 3 am the phone rang, it was the hospital, they said the family should come to the hospital immediately. I told Dad to get dressed, we needed to go to the hospital NOW. He said visiting hours started at 9 am, so we should go back to bed. I said no, we can get in through the Emergency Room. I also called my siblings and asked them to meet Dad and I at the hospital. By the time we arrived at the hospital, Mom already passed away. I looked at my footprints pin and the pin was pointing up again. I thanked God for letting me have one last day with mom and for giving me the strength to be there with my Dad the night we got the call and to take him to the hospital in the early morning hours. I stayed with my Dad for another week before I flew back home. Once I was at home, I was able to finally cry. To this day I keep the Footprints in the Sand pin on mom’s holy card on my dresser and I thank God for giving me the strength to be with my Dad and to help him through that difficult time.