El milagro
No fue sino una tarde que ella llegó nuevamente frente a mí y desde un rincón me hizo una seña. Yo me levanté y fui hasta donde estaba ella, quien empezó a pasarme las manos por la espalda:
_Ya pronto se te quitará el dolor. - me prometió y pasaba sus manos tranquilamente.
Los médicos dijeron que duraría poco, tal vez por eso todos en la casa me cuidaban tanto: permanecía con mascarilla, no podía jugar con el polvo y nada frío podía tocarme. Ella, que cada noche venía, también hacía su trabajo:
_Ya pronto no tendrás dolor - prometía y se iba luego de acariciar muchas veces mi espalda.
Una vez les dije a mis padres lo que me decía y hacía aquella mujer que llegaba a mi cama. Mamá lloró, papá también lo hizo, y los dos gritaron:
_¡Milagro, milagro, milagro!
El milagro llegó una noche fría de invierno cuando me llevaron de emergencia al hospital: cuando desperté ya no tenía dolor y de mi espalda salían dos hermosas y pequeñas alas.
La imagen central es de Pixabay y el texto fue traducido con Deepl
Gracias por vuestra lectura y comentario, amigo. Hasta una próxima oportunidad
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The miracle
The first time he came, I was too little to know who he was, but he stood there watching my mother cry while she fed me from her breast. I think it was at that moment that they knew what I had, the withered, old lungs, as if I had lived too long.
It wasn't until one afternoon that she came in front of me again and from a corner beckoned me over. I got up and went to where she was, and she began to run her hands over my back:
The pain will soon go away. - She said to me and passed her hands calmly over my back.
The doctors said that it would not last long, maybe that's why everyone in the house was so careful with me: I had to wear a mask, I couldn't play with the dust and nothing cold could touch me. She, who came every night, also did her job:
_You won't be in pain soon - she would promise and leave after stroking my back many times.
Once I told my parents what that woman who came to my bed told me and did. Mom cried, dad cried too, and they both shouted:
_Miracle, miracle, miracle!
The miracle came one cold winter night when I was rushed to the hospital: when I woke up I was no longer in pain and two beautiful little wings were coming out of my back.
Reveal spoiler
(Click here to read in englis)
The miracle
The first time he came, I was too little to know who he was, but he stood there watching my mother cry while she fed me from her breast. I think it was at that moment that they knew what I had, the withered, old lungs, as if I had lived too long.
It wasn't until one afternoon that she came in front of me again and from a corner beckoned me over. I got up and went to where she was, and she began to run her hands over my back:
The pain will soon go away. - She said to me and passed her hands calmly over my back.
The doctors said that it would not last long, maybe that's why everyone in the house was so careful with me: I had to wear a mask, I couldn't play with the dust and nothing cold could touch me. She, who came every night, also did her job:
_You won't be in pain soon - she would promise and leave after stroking my back many times.
Once I told my parents what that woman who came to my bed told me and did. Mom cried, dad cried too, and they both shouted:
_Miracle, miracle, miracle!
The miracle came one cold winter night when I was rushed to the hospital: when I woke up I was no longer in pain and two beautiful little wings were coming out of my back.
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Gracias por vuestro apoyo, amigos!!
Excelente post, bendiciones
Gracias por tu comentario. Saludos
Your imagination is another miracle Nancy! Sending you a miracle hug
Thank you for your words, Ed! Surely you too are the seed of a miracle. I embrace you tightly
Hehe oh thank you Nancy :)
Felicidades! me gusto mucho, elevas al máximo sentimientos que se convierten en el milagro!!
Muchas gracias por tu comentario. Saludos