I held her in my arms. I can still feel her weight. I can remember her smell and how soft and tender her skin was. She opened her eyes and looked at me. Little did I know that after that brief moment, I would never see her again.

My sister gave the gift to experience the birth of my niece. After 3 hours of labor, she was here. I was the second person to hold her. "You are finally here, welcome!', I said as I kissed her. She was as imagine she would be. But those two minutes of happiness were shattered as we noticed she had difficulty breathing. She spent 3 days in the hospital. Doctors could not figure out what was wrong as all the test came okay. Eventually she was connected to a mechanical ventilator and died after her fourth heart attack. I never saw her in the hospital as my sister needed me to babysit her older daughter. A 5 years old girl who for the past 2 years asked for a sister. I did my best to hide my preoccupation and keep her happy and entertained as her baby sister struggled to stay alive. Its been two weeks since her passing and people keep telling me that God has the control. They also say that he permitted this situation because has a higher and powerful purpose.
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Aug 16, 2014