19-year-old Christian Burrows brings judges to tears with song about late brother

A 19 year old named Cristian walked in front of the judges and said he saw Ed Sheeran playing a show and wanted to be like him. Simon Cowell replied, “but you know with him it’s all about the songs?” Cristian replied, “I write songs myself” prompting Simon to ask, “Can we hear one of your songs?”. Slightly hesitantly, Cristian replies, “you can, yeah” and slowly added, “I’ve got a song that I wrote for my brother who passed away when I was only young”. Simon asked if he was sure he wanted to perform it and Cristian said, “I think I’m ready to.” He then showcased some of the most beautifully written lyrics heard in an audition leaving all the judges with a lump in their throat. Cristian’s heartfelt audition went on to receive over 14 million views as his authentic songwriting captured the hearts of millions. Watch video in comments below.

Talent shows are full of surprises and that is one of the reasons we get so addicted to them. We never know if that shy girl who’s trembling on the stage would be the next star, or if the boy who can’t wait to let his voice loose would get a pass for the next round. What we do know, however, is that some of the performances are so powerful they stay with us long after we see them.

When Christian Burrows took the stage of one of the most popular music talent shows, The X Factor, not many believed he would make many cry.

When Simon asked him what he prepared for them, Christian said he’d penned a song about the loss of his baby brother Nathan who passed away at just three months old.

“I’ve got a song that I wrote for my brother who passed away when I was only young,” he told Simon, who asked him if he was certain he wanted to perform such a personal and emotional song. Christian said he believed he was ready, but no one was prepared for what followed.

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The lyrics of Thunder Buddy, which Christian performed in front of the entire nation, touched everyone’s heart.

Before his son saw the light of the day, Christian only performed it twice in his life; once for his mom and once for his dad.

He left the stage with four yeses and proud of his performance that left some of the judges in tears.

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Following his appearance on the show, Christian spoke to Metro Online and shared the heartbreak his family suffered when his brother passed away. At the time, Christian was 2 and a half years old and although he doesn’t remember anything specifically, he said he couldn’t help but wonder what kind of relationship he and his late brother would have now.

You can see this young man’s performance in the video below.

I SAW MY HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART CRYING IN A DINER IN A WEDDING DRESS – WHEN SHE TOLD ME WHAT HAPPENED, I PROPOSED A PLAN

Edith loves her grandkids more than anything, but one fun-filled weekend leads to an unexpected confrontation with her daughter-in-law, Allison. Struggling to balance joy and strict rules, Edith faces a heartbreaking ultimatum. Can she mend the rift and keep her beloved grandkids in her life?

I, 58, love spending time with my grandkids. Last weekend was especially wonderful because my son and daughter-in-law went out of town for a wedding, leaving the kids with me for the whole weekend.

A happy grandmother with her grandchildren | Source: Midjourney

A happy grandmother with her grandchildren | Source: Midjourney

Saturday was a beautiful day. I planned all sorts of fun activities for us.

We started our morning in the kitchen, baking cupcakes and cookies.

The kids were so excited to help.

A woman cooking with her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

A woman cooking with her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“Grandma, can I stir the batter?” my granddaughter, Emma, asked cheerfully.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I said, handing her the wooden spoon.

Her brother, Jack, was busy measuring out the chocolate chips, carefully counting each one.

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A kid counting choco chips | Source: Midjourney

After we finished baking, we headed to the park. The sun was shining, and the air was crisp.

The kids ran around, laughing and playing.

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Happy kids | Source: Unsplash

I watched them from a bench, feeling so grateful for these moments.

“Look, Grandma, I’m flying!” Jack shouted from the top of the slide.

“You sure are, Jack! Be careful now,” I called back, smiling at his joy.

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A child on a slide | Source: Unsplash

In the afternoon, we came back home and watched some of their favorite movies.

We all cuddled up on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn.

The kids were enthralled by the characters on the screen, and I loved seeing their faces light up with excitement.

A happy grandmother and her grandson | Source: Midjourney

A happy grandmother and her grandson | Source: Midjourney

Sunday morning arrived, and I had one more surprise planned.

“Guess what, kids? Today, we’re going to the amusement park!” I announced at breakfast.

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Pancakes and juice | Source: Unsplash

Their eyes grew wide with excitement.

“Really, Grandma? That’s awesome!” Emma exclaimed, practically bouncing in her seat.

We packed up some snacks and set off.

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Inside an amusement park | Source: Midjourney

The amusement park was bustling with people, but I made sure to keep a close eye on the kids.

We went on all sorts of rides.

Emma loved the merry-go-round, while Jack couldn’t get enough of the roller coaster.

A happy kid at an amusement park | Source: Freepik

A happy kid at an amusement park | Source: Freepik

“Can we go again, Grandma?” Jack begged after his first ride.

“Absolutely, let’s go!” I replied, holding his hand tightly.

As the day went on, we tried different games and enjoyed some delicious cotton candy.

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A boy posing with cotton candy | Source: Pexels

I made sure they drank plenty of water and took breaks to rest. Seeing their happy faces was worth every minute.

By the evening, we were all tired but incredibly happy. On the way home, the kids chatted about their favorite parts of the day.

“Thank you for the best weekend ever, Grandma,” Emma said, giving me a big hug.

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A grandmother hugging her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“My pleasure, darling,” I replied, hugging her back.

Later that evening, Allison came to pick up the kids.

As she walked in, she saw them in T-shirts from the amusement park, happily eating ice cream. Her face turned red with anger.

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An angry woman | Source: Unsplash

“What the hell?! Haven’t you read my rules?” she yelled.

I put down the dish I was drying and tried to stay calm.

“Allison, I tried my best to follow your rules, but I also wanted the kids to have a good time,” I said.

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A sad senior woman | Source: Midjourney

“No sugar, no amusement parks, no roller coasters! It was mentioned in the rules! What part of that did you not understand?” she shouted.

“Darling, the ice cream is sugar-free and lactose-free,” I explained, hoping to calm her down. “And we only went on the gentler rides. Their clothes got wet on a water ride, so I bought them new T-shirts.”

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A sad-looking senior woman | Source: Midjourney

“I wanted them to have fun,” I continued. “They were safe and happy the whole time. I didn’t think a few harmless activities would be such a big deal.”

“It’s not about what you think is harmless,” she snapped. “It’s about following our rules! If you can’t respect our parenting choices, you won’t be seeing them anymore!”

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An angry woman glaring at someone | Source: Unsplash

My heart pounded, and my hands trembled. “Please, Allison. I love these kids, and I will never do anything to harm them. Can we find a way to compromise?” I begged.

“No!” she said heartlessly. “You need to understand that these rules are in place for a reason. Until you can prove that you will follow them to the letter, you’re not seeing them again!”

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An older woman gasping | Source: Midjourney

“Mommy, we had so much fun with Grandma. Please don’t be mad,” Emma said softly.

“Yes, Mommy, Grandma took good care of us. We had the best weekend,” Jack added.

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Two children at home | Source: Pexels

Allison’s face softened for a moment, but then she hardened her expression again. “It’s not up for discussion. The rules are there for a reason,” she said, taking the kids by the hand.

I stood there, stunned, as Allison took the kids and left.

I couldn’t believe that trying to give my grandkids a memorable weekend had led to this.

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A woman wiping her eyes with a tissue | Source: Unsplash

Later that evening, my son Michael called.

“Mom, what happened? Allison is really upset,” Michael said.

I sighed, feeling the weight of the day. “I tried to follow the rules, but I also wanted the kids to have some fun. We went to the amusement park, but I made sure everything was safe and within reason.”

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An older woman on a phone call | Source: Pexels

“I get that, Mom. But you know how Allison is about her rules. She feels like they’re necessary for the kids’ well-being.”

“Don’t you think forbidding me from seeing them is a bit extreme?” I asked, my voice filled with worry.

Michael sighed. “I’ll talk to her. Maybe we can work something out. Just… try to be more mindful next time, okay?”

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A man on a phone call | Source: Unsplash

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I will, Michael. I just love spending time with them so much. I didn’t mean to cause any trouble.”

A week later, Michael called again.

“We’ve talked it over, Mom. Allison is still upset, but she’s willing to give you another chance under strict conditions. She’ll send you a detailed list, and you need to follow it to the letter,” he said.

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A woman busy on her phone | Source: Unsplash

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. “I’ll do my best. Thank you for mediating this, Michael. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Mom. Just make sure to stick to the rules this time. Allison is very particular about them,” Michael reminded me gently.

“I understand. I’ll be more careful,” I promised.

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A woman using her phone and laptop simultaneously | Source: Pexels

As I hung up the phone, I felt a mix of emotions. I was grateful that Michael had helped smooth things over, but I also felt anxious about the strict conditions Allison would surely impose. I knew I had to be extra cautious from now on.

The next day, I received an email from Allison.

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A Gmail screen | Source: Unsplash

It was a detailed list of rules and guidelines for when the kids were with me. I read through it carefully, noting every detail. No sugar, no amusement parks, no roller coasters, specific meal times, and bedtimes.

It was a lot, but I was determined to follow it.

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A woman reading a list | Source: Pexels

I spent the following days preparing.

I stocked up on sugar-free snacks, planned activities that aligned with Allison’s rules, and set up a schedule that matched their routine at home.

I wanted to show Allison that I could respect her parenting choices and still provide a fun and loving environment for my grandkids.

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A platter with healthy snacks | Source: Unsplash

When the weekend finally came, I was ready.

I picked up Emma and Jack, making sure to go over the rules with them as well.

“We’re going to have a great time, but we need to follow Mommy’s rules, okay?” I told them.

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A grandmother and granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“Yes, Grandma,” they both agreed, looking excited for the weekend ahead.

We played board games, did arts and crafts, and read stories together.

The kids loved our new activities, and I felt proud that I was able to respect Allison’s wishes while still being a loving and fun grandmother.

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A child doing art | Source: Unsplash

One day, while picking up the kids, Allison spoke to me privately.

“I appreciate you trying to respect our rules. I know it’s hard, but it means a lot to us,” she said.

I looked at her and smiled. “I just want what’s best for the kids and to be a part of their lives. I’ll always respect your wishes,” I replied sincerely.

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A happy MIL and DIL | Source: Midjourney

Allison nodded, a small smile on her face. “Thank you, Mom. It’s important for them to have a strong relationship with you.”

Over time, the tension between us eased, and our relationship improved. The kids were always happy to spend time with me, and I learned to balance their parents’ strict rules with the fun and love only a grandmother can provide.

One weekend, the kids and I had a picnic in the backyard.

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A picnic basket, food, a book, and a hat | Source: Unsplash

We spread out a blanket and enjoyed a lovely lunch of sandwiches, fruit, and sugar-free treats. The kids laughed and played, and I felt a deep sense of joy watching them.

“Grandma, can we play hide and seek?” Jack asked excitedly.

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A happy boy | Source: Unsplash

“Of course, Jack! Let’s do it,” I said, smiling.

As we played, I noticed Allison watching us from the kitchen window. She seemed more relaxed, and I knew that our relationship was slowly healing. It wasn’t just about following rules but about understanding and respecting each other as a family.

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