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P V Sangeet wrote:
> 
> HEALING - THIS IS REAL!!!! "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 to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang
> to his little 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 Panther Creek United Methodist Church in
> Morristown, Tennessee.   In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every
> five minutes, every three minutes. 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 St.
> Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee.  The days inched by. The little girl
> got worse.   The pediatric specialist regretfully 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 home for the 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 the Intensive Care.  Karen made up her mind, though.  She would
> 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, but 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!" 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.  Her pulse 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 hands..." 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!
> "Women'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.
> Please send this to all the people that have touched your life in Some way.
> To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

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