But I have to come
out of the closet and admit that I've
never seen a «miracle», like someone's sight restored, or a limb replaced, or cancer cured, or the lame walk, or someone brought back to life (I'll have to tell you the story some time of a guy who tried to get me to sneak into the back room of a funeral home just before the funeral was about to begin to
pry open the coffin and raise the man from the dead.
I *
never * give parenting advice (to anybody, let alone my grown offspring and their spouses) unless very specifically asked, and even then they kind of have to
pry it
out of me because I'm very conscious that what works / worked for me may not be right for someone else.