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The miracle of love, true story!
DIR By: Admin
Date: June 13, 2013, 12:41 am
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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.
The new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after
night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy’s tummy. He was
building a bond of love with his little sister before he even
met her.
The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of
the the Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee,
USA.
In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes,
every three, every minute. But serious complications arose
during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor.
Finally, after a long struggle, Michael’s little sister was
born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren
howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the
neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital, Knoxville,
Tennessee.
The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician
had to tell the parents there was very little hope. Be prepared
for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery
about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their
house for their new baby they found themselves having to plan
for a funeral.
Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his
sister. “I want to sing to her,” he kept saying.
Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come
before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to
his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care.
Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If
he didn’t see his sister right then, he may never see her alive.
She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into
ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket.
The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, “Get that
kid out of here now. No children are allowed.”
The mother rose up strong in Karen and the usually mild-mannered
lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse’s eyes, her
lips a firm line, “He is not leaving until he sings to his
sister.”
Then Karen towed Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazed at
the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he
began tossing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old,
Michael sang:
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when
skies are gray.”
Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began
to calm down and became steady.
“Keep on singing, Michael,” encouraged Karen with tears in her
eyes.
“You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don’t take my
sunshine away.”
As Michael sang to his sister, the baby’s ragged, strained
breathing became as smooth as a kitten’s purr. “Keep on singing,
sweetheart.”
“The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you
in my arms”.
Michael’s little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest,
seemed to sweep over her. “Keep singing, Michael.” Tears had now
conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed.
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don’t take my
sunshine away…”
The next day,…the very next day…the little girl was well enough
to go home.
[right]Author Unknown
Story submitted by Cindy.[/right]
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Never give up on the people you love. Love is so incredibly
powerful.
- The Woman’s Day Magazine called it, “the miracle of a
brother’s song”.
- The medical staff called it a miracle.
- Karen called it a miracle of God’s love.
This is a true story happened in 1992 in Tennessee, USA. The
baby girl’s name is Marlee (picture on the right). As of 2012,
Marlee is 20 years old and she thinks she is normal like any
other girl.
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