My First-born Adi

Adi came into this world with almost zero probability to survive.A moment of prayers became a litany of praising,gratifying,begging and pleading before God for Adi to live another minute, another hour,another day.He was a sculpture of hopelessness embedded on a thin,pale,innocent face. The family's excitement to a first-born was shadowed with hues of a dark-gray facade of sighing and sobbing.Unexpected words of regrets and disbelief just came out in the rosary of prayers. Heart-throbbing days were over, he laid  very tranquil in a noisy nursery corner that only palpitations of divergent anomalies were his constant sound for weeks.Utterances could no longer be heard from a first-time mother,only traces of tears.Contemplating was a diary of asking forgiveness with hope that the merciful God would add more months of his unpredictable existence.

Frans Aldrew or Adi,was diagnosed of contrasting congenital anomalies,was predicted to have a life span not beyond 2 years old,who made a hospital a second home.But he was a survivor,he is our miracle and is continuously receiving God's graces. He is now 12 years old and is actively participating in SPED activities.To GOD be the Great Glory!