Resurrected by a Hallelujah

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November 11, 2012, is a day Belinda Leal will never forget: the day her mother, Evangelina Garza, died. What happened next has left the doctors and nurses at McAllen Medical Center in south Texas baffled. But to Belinda and Evangelina—now very much alive—the explanation for the events that unfolded is quite clear…

Evangelina: The first thing I heard that day was Onesimo’s voice. “Do you want to go out to breakfast?” my husband asked from the foot of the bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I’m 71, and have diabetes, and I don’t get moving as fast as I used to.

“Give me a little time,” I said, yawning. The morning sun was peeking through the blinds. I remembered that it was Veterans Day. My daughter Belinda and granddaughters Alex and Amy would be visiting us later. If only all of my five children and their families could live so close!

My girls and I had such good times together. Not long ago they took me to see Il Divo, Belinda’s favorite singing group, in concert. I loved it!

What was that song of theirs I liked so much? “Hallelujah.” I hummed it while I showered and got dressed. Hallelujah! The word ran through my mind, but suddenly my mind seemed to run away.

I sat on the bed. A red, shiny apple sat on my nightstand—in case my blood sugar got low. It was the last thing I saw before everything went dark.

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