Project #1 review draft I believe

I have always been taught to pray in particular situations, if I had a need, or just to give thanks, I never really knew the meaning of this however until I had an indirect experience relating to prayer. I was still at a very tender age, when my beliefs were shaped by this life changing event.
While she was yet a little girl, my sister had various traumatic, life threatening experiences with epilepsy. She would suffer sudden attacks that would trigger abnormal activities in certain parts of the brain. She would literally have a fit where she would sometimes fall suddenly; her muscle would tighten and relax which caused her to jerk rhythmically. She would foam at the mouth and would then be left in an unconscious state. This would last for several minutes and was very alarming to my family and I; we hardly knew how to handle this type of situation when it arose. It became very stressful for my parents, because neither they nor the doctors could give a solution to the problem.
The attacks went on for quite some time before she was finally referred to a clinic. The doctors there offered to give her a particular type of medication that might have helped, but warned that it was accompanied by serious side effects, some of which seemed to pose even more life threatening problems than the actual illness. This was not exactly music to a mother in despair, and even though it might have seemed that this was our only hope, my mother knew that there must have been some other resolution to this situation.
Disappointed and confused my family decided to seek God the only one they were confident would give a solution to the problem. After leaving the clinic, my mother took my sister to our church where the members there gathered around her to pray. Their prayers indicated strongly that they knew for sure that a miracle was on its way, and even though still a child I could sense that feeling too. After leaving the church that night it was neither necessary for my sister to return to the doctors or for her to take the medication, amazingly God had wrought a life changing miracle, it was almost unbelievable. Still presently, in her early stage of womanhood, no trace of illness can be found.
This event has helped shaped my belief forever, I now believe in the power of prayer. Prayer is now an important part of my life. Whenever I struggle with a problem or get entangled in a particular situation, I pray. I pray to give thanks and I pray without having a particular motive in mind. This keeps me in a more serene mood and state of mind. When things around me seem to crumble, I find myself in a state of peace on my knees or quietly bowing my head, because by doing this I know that many mountains can be removed. I believe in the power of prayer.