Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.
They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in Mommy’s tummy.
The pregnancy progresses normally for Karen. Then the labor pains come. Every five minutes, every minute. But complications arise during delivery. Hours of labor. Would a operation be required?
Finally, Michael’s little sister is born. But she is in serious condition. With siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushes the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit(NICU). The days goes by. The little girl gets worse. The pediatric specialist tells the parents,
“There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst.”
Karen and her husband contact a local cemetery about a burial plot. They have fixed up a special room in their home for the new baby now they plan a funeral. Michael, keeps begging his parents to let him see his sister,
“I want to sing to her,” he says.
It was week two in intensive care. It looks as if a funeral will come before the week is over. Michael keeps nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. But Karen makes up her mind. She will take Michael whether they like it or not. If he doesn’t see his sister now, he may never see her alive.
She dresses him in an over sized scrub suit and marches him into ICU. He looks like a walking laundry basket, but the head nurse recognizes him as a child and said,
“Get that kid out of here now! No children are allowed.”
The usually mild-mannered lady glares steel-eyed into the head nurse’s face, her lips a firm line.
“He is not leaving until he sings to his sister!”
And the head nurse allows them inside..
Well, I was chatting with LEO on Thursday morning, he suddenly asked me to write a guest post.., I was like… “Ermm… Me uh?? You think I am capable of doing that??” and he replied back “won’t force u. if u r willing, then yeah I will invite u over :)” …………… Though I was quite embarrassed with his reply for no reason.. I agreed to write one.. “Hi5!! Dear Bro”
I was nervous since that moment about what to write and how to write…
I came across this story in a website one day and so I thought to share here today! Hope you guys liked it!
I just want you to know how happy I am to have you as a younger brother, though you seemed to be more matured than me!
Thanks a lot for giving me a chance to show my friendship and love for you, dear brother!
We don’t know each other much, Nor we have met,
Still I trust you dear bro and I am so proud to have you just like others’ here feel!
I appreciate the ways you’ve motivated me through your acrostics and normal poems!
I wish you all success in life and wishes that all your dreams come true!