My wife and my son visited me in my hospital bed. After curiously observing me for a while….
“Papa, I want to sleep in your arms please?” requested my son with great longing that can be seen in his eyes.
We took permissions from the staff concern. And in a moment, my son was asleep in my arms.
“Papa I miss you so much, please come home now. Didn’t you miss me too?” he whispered in my ears.
“Miss you much more than you do, son.” I replied.
It broke my heart seeing him this way. We missed each other a lot. Sleepless nights are common in my hospital bed. I’d been away from home for the last 20 days. Unfortunately, I’d been hospitalised three times in a span of 5 months for atleast 3 weeks stay in a row.
The visiting time was soon over.
“Papa, please come home soon,” said my child.
“Yes I will. Keep praying for my good health,” I said.
He really keeps praying for me. At times, he would lay his small tiny hands on me and pray wholeheartedly for me.
The situation has been hard to bear. But we need to follow the ordeal of life. Unexpected turns are common in life.
The day I left my job to be with my son, I never thought such things are bound to happen. But now, with nothing in hand I lay alone here in my hospital bed.