Dear St Patrick,
I humbly thank you for your assistance all my life - and most especially 5 years ago.
You helped save my life - thank you!
You chased away the Snake out of my life - thank you!
You gave me a memory-less palette to paint anew - thank you!
You interceded with God for my life - thank you!
You sent me to bed, at midnight, to prepare me - thank you!
You guided me before hubbit got up, to work my way, strenuously, to and from the bathroom, from the bed, to the bed - thank you!
You guided me again later on, to go to the bathroom - to lean upon you, St Patrick, as I sat there, suddenly unsure how I came to be, to call my daughter (I didn't know what she was, all I knew was to call by you), to wait upon my husband (I didn't know him, either), to bow my head and accept, regardless of my body's irresolute refusal to cooperate with me... until I was in the hospital, where I felt your arms around me as I fell... thank you!
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