Miracles happen; I personally think it is a test of life to realize what is important in life. What will I face today First of all, my parents have their own business called Rainbow Vacuum. They've been doing it for twenty-nine years. It was the day after my 12th birthday and the day before a concert I was excited to go to. Well, my father fixed the ladies' vacuum cleaner and wanted to collect the customer's money before going to a concert the next day for my birthday present. It was late in the evening around seven and the client didn't like driving after a certain time so my father offered to deliver the vacuum cleaner to her house. I really wanted to go for a ride with him but he told me no because it was late and I had to help mom with my brothers. After I put my two brothers to sleep, on August 11, 1999, my mother received a call from Terrebonne General Medical Center. The nurse told my mother that my father had been in a serious car accident and that he needed to come to the hospital immediately to sign the release forms so that he could be treated. She didn't think anything of it at the time and replied, "Tell him to call you when he leaves." The nurse said, “Ma’am, you don’t understand, you really need to come now.” “The car is wrecked and your husband needs medical attention.” “A sixteen-year-old boy rushed onto Prospect Road and hit her husband in a head-on collision; it took the Jaws of Life to get him out of the car after nearly two hours. She called the neighbor to come see us while she went to the hospital to see what was happening. She told me I can stay up for updates and call my grandparents after she's gone. Well, the doctor met my mother in the waiting room with a piece of paper on which a person's head was quickly drawn... in the center of the paper... it was too sweet to eat the last bite, but there I tried anyway, at the time I tried to swallow the rest. There was a huge piece of pecan in that bite and it got stuck in my throat, I started choking in my room. I tried drinking the glass of milk to wash it down, but it didn't work. At this point, I couldn't scream, so I get out of bed and look at myself in the mirror seeing that I'm red which is slowly turning blue. I took the chair and started the Heimlich, finally after about ten attempts the pecan came out. I started breathing again and for about a week I went on a light diet because my throat hurt. In conclusion everything happens for a reason even if sometimes it doesn't end well but when it has a positive ending I see it as a miracle. This reminds me of a saying: “Live well, love much and laugh often.” Reason to think about the life lessons we face in the world we live in.