Hello , everyone!
I am Preeti Shira, a student, content writer and a content creator.
People say miracles happen when you believe in them…
And my parents must be very strong believers because according to my mom, my birth was nothing less than a dramatic movie.
She says, “Beta, when you were born, the doctor fainted, your dad forgot your name, and your grandmother started feeding sweets to strangers!”
Basically, I arrived and chaos followed.
I always ask her, “Ma, were you happy or scared?”
She laughs and says, “Both! You screamed louder than the hospital alarm.”
But the real story isn’t about noise or sweets ,
It’s about belief.
You see, when I was born, I was a weak baby.
Doctors said, Let’s wait and watch.
But my parents said, Let’s pray and believe.
Every night, my mom would hold my tiny hand and whisper,
You are our miracle… you’ll grow strong one day.
Growing up, I realized miracles don’t always come with shiny lights or angels flying down.
Sometimes, they come disguised as hard work, patience, and belief.
Whenever I feel like giving up, I remember my mom’s words:
Miracles don’t happen to perfect people… they happen to believers.
So yes, maybe my birth was a mess, maybe the doctor did faint .
But every time I achieve something, my parents look at each other and say,
See? We told you… miracles do happen!
Thank you. 🌸
Thankyou for spending your time here with me!
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