Tomorrow the sea will drop hundreds onto the shore. I saved him. A life of sacrifice left Mother Teresa's body bent and gnarled. Yet her face emanated a beauty fashion magazines could not prescribe. Mother Teresa astounded even those closest to her when she recovered from her third angioplasty, as well as malaria and a broken collarbone last year.
Yesterday is gone.
Tomorrow has not come. That is where he sent me, and that is where he expects to find me. True to her word, the living saint's compassionate heart beat its last on Sept. 5, as she lay resting at her convent in Calcutta, her work on earth complete. Jennifer Ferranti is a freelance writer living in Fairfax Station, Virginia. After reading it, I hope you will, too.