It’s my turn for a miracle
Julie Kelly, 52, Thirsk
Watching my little girl pushing her breakfast away, I knew that something wasn’t right.
‘Are you feeling OK?’ I gently asked Caitlin, then 3.
It was April 2005, and my two eldest Chris, then 15, and Holly, 14, had recently had a cold.
I was convinced Caitlin had caught it, too.
When she only got worse, we made an appointment with our GP.
‘It could be pneumonia,’
