Snefnuggene dansede langsomt udenfor vinduet og dækkede verden i et blødt, hvidt tæppe.

The snowflakes danced slowly outside the window, covering the world in a soft, white blanket.

Indenfor i det sterile venteværelse med de falmede blå stole var der en stille uro.

Inside the sterile waiting room with the faded blue chairs, there was a quiet unrest.

Kasper sad og stirrede på døren til operationsstuen.

Kasper sat staring at the door to the operating room.

Hans fingre trommede nervøst på armlænet.

His fingers drummed nervously on the armrest.

Ved siden af ham sad Anders og forsøgte at bevare roen.

Next to him, Anders tried to remain calm.

Ingen af dem sagde noget, men begge tænkte det samme – ville Mette være okay?

Neither of them spoke, but both were thinking the same thing – would Mette be okay?

Kasper's tanker kørte i ring.

Kasper's thoughts were spinning.

Hans søster Mette var på operationsbordet, og han kunne bare sidde her og vente.

His sister Mette was on the operating table, and all he could do was sit here and wait.

Tiden sneglede sig af sted som is, der smelter.

Time crawled by like ice melting.

Enkelte sygeplejersker gik forbi, for travle til at bemærke de bekymrede ansigter af de ventende.

A few nurses passed by, too busy to notice the worried faces of the ones waiting.

Anders forsøgte at bryde stilheden med beroligende ord, men selv hans stemme bar præg af usikkerhed.

Anders tried to break the silence with reassuring words, but even his voice had a tinge of uncertainty.

Timerne gik langsomt.

The hours passed slowly.

Kasper tænkte på at ringe til resten af familien, men kom i tanke om Mettes ønske om privatliv.

Kasper thought about calling the rest of the family but remembered Mette's wish for privacy.

Skulle han bryde hendes tillid for at give andre besked?

Should he break her trust to inform others?

I sin tvivl valgte han at holde mobilen i lommen, mens uro lagde sig som en klump i maven.

In his doubt, he chose to keep the phone in his pocket, while unease settled like a lump in his stomach.

Men til sidst kunne han ikke holde det ud længere.

But eventually, he couldn’t stand it any longer.

Han tog en dyb indånding og besluttede sig for at finde en sygeplejerske.

He took a deep breath and decided to find a nurse.

Da en kvindelig læge kom ud fra operationstuen, gik han hen til hende.

When a female doctor came out of the operating room, he approached her.

Hans stemme var rolig, men beslutsom: ”Undskyld, kan vi få en opdatering om Mette?” Lægen smilede venligt til ham.

His voice was calm but determined: “Excuse me, can we get an update on Mette?” The doctor smiled kindly at him.

”Operationen gik godt, og Mette hviler nu.

“The operation went well, and Mette is now resting.

Hun vil snart blive overført til opvågningen.” Lettet pustede Kasper ud.

She will soon be transferred to recovery.” Relieved, Kasper exhaled.

Hans frygt smeltede som sne i solens varme.

His fear melted like snow in the sun's warmth.

Anders klappede ham på skulderen, og de delte et øjeblik af fælles lettelse.

Anders patted him on the shoulder, and they shared a moment of mutual relief.

Kasper kiggede på snefnuggene udenfor.

Kasper looked at the snowflakes outside.

Det betryggende svar gav ham en ny form for styrke.

The reassuring answer gave him a new kind of strength.

Han lærte, at nogle gange er det bedre at handle, end at lade frygt lamme én.

He learned that sometimes it's better to act than to let fear paralyze you.

Mens han sad der ved siden af Anders, vidste Kasper, at han havde fået andet end gode nyheder den dag.

As he sat there next to Anders, Kasper realized he had gained more than just good news that day.

Han havde lært værdien af håb og tålmodighed, samt hvordan man finder trøst i andres bekymringer.

He had learned the value of hope and patience, and how to find comfort in others' concern.

Det var en lærdom, der ville holde gennem mange vintersnevejr.

It was a lesson that would last through many winter snowstorms.