The Miraculous Medal saved my life in a building collapse

I was working on a construction site in Beirut when the building next to ours partially collapsed in 2020, months before the port explosion. Debris rained down on our site. Three of my coworkers were killed. I was found under a concrete slab that had fallen in such a way that it created a small pocket of air around me. The rescue workers said it was physically impossible for that slab to have landed the way it did. It should have crushed me flat. When they pulled me out, the only injury I had was a small cut on my forehead. The Miraculous Medal my grandmother gave me at my First Communion was still around my neck, pressed against my chest. The chain had not even broken. The rescue captain, who was not Catholic, looked at the medal and then looked at the slab and said, "Someone was watching over you." I already knew who it was.