Lunch-Break Miracles
By Diana Aydin

Mom Knows Best

Today’s guest post from Carol Ann Sullivan proves there’s nothing quite like a mother’s love! A year after her mom passed away, Carol Ann was still finding it hard to cope. Her mother had been her best friend and confidante, the one who believed she could do anything.

Carol Ann just couldn’t get her life back together. Until her mom gave her just the push she needed to get back on her feet…

One of my favorite TV shows growing up was The Mary Tyler Moore Show. Mom and I would sit on our gold velour couch in Queens, New York, and laugh at the zany antics that cropped up week after week.

As you probably remember, the series centered around Mary, who moved to Minneapolis and got a job working in a television newsroom. We marveled at all the coincidences Mary and I shared, even the same exact high-neck bathrobe! Mom always said I was like Mary with a little bit of New Yorker Rhoda mixed in.

The moment Mary Tyler Moore was over, Mom would flip to channel 5 for The 10 O'Clock News, which we watched without fail every night. Of course, she never admitted it, but I think she had a bit of a crush on the anchor, John Roland!

“One day, you’re gonna work in a newsroom like that,” Mom would say, pointing to the screen. I was just a young teenager then, but she always had such big dreams for me.

Carol Ann Sullivan on her wedding day with her mom.Years later, when I was working in publicity at a television station, Mom passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage. In an instant, I lost my mother and my best friend. I missed our daily phone calls, the elaborate Sunday feasts she’d whip up after church, the way she’d sing along to commercials…everything.

At the time, I was also grieving the loss of two other family members. It was one blow after another, so I decided to take time off from work just to regroup and grieve.

Some days all I could do was watch Mary Tyler Moore reruns on the couch. I knew Mom would’ve hated to see me moping around the house, but I didn’t know how else to cope.   

And then one afternoon, a year after Mom’s death, I got a phone call from a friend.

“C’mon, Carol Ann, when are you gonna go back to work?” she said. “I saw a bunch of openings in the paper for a TV station.” 

“I dunno,” I sighed. “I’m not ready.” Could I really go back to the real world? A world without Mom?

My heart wasn’t in it, but my friend wouldn’t stop hassling me about it. So I called up the station, which turned out to be Channel 5, and set up an interview, not really knowing what I was applying for. The following week, I met with an HR coordinator to discuss my background.

“We have a few open positions, but I think you’d be a perfect fit in our newsroom,” she said, leading me into a bustling open office. “Are you familiar with The 10 O'Clock News?”

I was hired on the spot and spent the next four years working for a man nearly identical to Lou Grant, Mary’s boss on The Mary Tyler Moore Show. Little by little, the newsroom became my family.

Mom must’ve known I’d need more than a little nudge to get back on my feet. And, so, she led me straight to The 10 O'Clock News. It was the job that forced me out of my sadness, back into the real world, where Mom was still very much present.

Do you have an amazing “mom miracle”? Share your story below!

Diana Aydin is an associate editor for Mysterious Ways magazine. When she was just a little kid, she got her first dose of the miraculous. She’s been on the lookout for miracles ever since. Her favorite time of the day is lunch time, when she gets to step away from the workaday world and enjoy a bit of God’s wonder, if only for an hour!

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A mother's love is always inspiring. The story is very touching. Liked it very much...

Great story!

Like the woman in this story my mother and I were very close. While living overseas I received a call from my mother that she had cancer. Devastated after hearing the news I went home to be with her. I had come home to be with my mom and to look for a home for my husband and I. When I had arrived back to the states I bought a cell phone. My first call was to my mom. I called to tell her I had a new cell number and that I was going to start looking for homes. Little did I know that
Not only was she writing down my new number she was drawing a picture of our new home that was to be five years later. Almost five years later she lost her battle with cancer. We decided to look for a home in other states and decided on a house on a mountain in NC. The road to the house had daisies along the way. Daisies were my mom's favorite flowers. Because of the daisies I felt a tug at my heart and this house was sent to be are own. After unpacking our things and my moms things I came across something that startled me. The notepad that my mother had scribbled my phone number on had a picture of the house that she had drawn and the house looks very similar to the house that we bought and that we are living in today. I have pictures. And as I write this there are wild daisies around our home. Miracles do happen. :)

This as a wonderful story and I am blessed to say that I have my own "Mom miracle" story!

In August 2001, I donated a kidney to my mother who had been suffering from end stage renal disease for 2 years. Unfortunately, she passed away 5 months later from a stroke and heart failure. Amazingly, I met a man at her funeral who later became my husband and we have been blessed for the past 12 years. I will always believe that my mother orchestrated this meeting, because she told me before our kidney transplant that she hoped she would live to see me happy.

I share my story in a book titled "Hide and Watch" that was published by CrossBooks Publishing in 2010. I chose the title because it was something that my mother said very often. She would say "if you don't believe it, just hide and watch!" I say, if you don't believe what God can do in your life, just hide and watch!"

--Jill Hicks Lawson