>> > > > Hi!
>> > > >
>> > > > some of us might have read this before. However
>> > > for
>> > > > the benefit of those who
>> > > > haven't , here's a very beautiful story. Pl read
>> > > > on.

>> > > >
>> > > > >A Special Story
>> > > > >
>> > > > >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 found out that
>> > > > >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.
>> > > > >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.
>> > > > >Would a C-section be required?
>> > > > >
>> > > > >
>> > > > >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 Mary's Hospital,
>> > > Knoxville,
>> > > > Tennessee.
>> > > > >
>> > > > >
>> > > > >The days inched by. The little girl got worse.
>> > > > >The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is
>> > > > >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 but now
>> > > > >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 face, her lips
>> > > > >a firm line, "He is not leaving until he sings to
>> > >
>> > > > his
>> > > > >sister" she stated. 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 to sing. 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 pulses rate began to calm down and become
>> > > > 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 on 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.
>> > > > >
>> > > > >
>> > > > >Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a
>> > > > Brother's Song. The
>> > > > >medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen
>> > > > called it a miracle of
>> > > > >God's
>> > > > >love.
>> > > > >
>> > > > >
>> > > > >NEVER GIVE UP ON THE
>> > > > > PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO
>> > > > >INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.