My two-year-old sister, Siri, awoke with a cry for my mother. I picked her up and soothed her sobs as I took her into our living room, explaining that Mother would soon be out of the shower. I laid her on the couch and turned to continue with my before-school routine. Hearing gasping sounds, I snapped back around. When I picked her up, her neck rolled around as though it had snapped. I ran my baby sister to my mother who jumped out of the shower and immediately started CPR. With a trembling voice, I called 911.
Siri ended up in Primary Children's Hospital, where I visited her daily. After her condition was regulated, Siri returned home. Instead of feeling relieved at her homecoming, I felt overwhelming concern. Sleep left me. Some nights, the fear of her dying clenched my chest causing rapid ineffective breathing. On my knees, I cried for comfort. Warmth flooded my soul with a feeling of peace that my angel would remain on Earth. Heavenly Father has a plan for us and will send comfort when we are in need. This message of hope is one that continues to help me get through trials of adversity.
