A special bond

"When she heard your voice, her face light up", said my daughter over a phone call, referring to my 21 month old granddaughter, Miracle.

She and I have a special bond. It starts the 1st time I held her, which wasn't until she was over a weeks old. I was sick when she was born and could not visit her; but when I did take her in my arms for the first time, she settled right in.

Each visit to her house was something special for me. I didn't realized I was "special" until her mom and dad would say -- "she doesn't smile like that for everyone else". Then as she learned to walk, she would run to me with her hands up, and a smile on her face.

I love tucking her in at night, praying a blessing over her and telling her I'll be there in the morning. And she always remembers, and in the morning I hear "gramma" as she waits for me to come and get her.

Her brother, Matthias, was born August 10th and I went to take care of her. What a JOY to snuggle with her in the morning and play hide and seek under the covers. We both ate cocoa wheats and got them all over our hair. We ate in the cafeteria at the hospital and everyone who walked by smiles at her, she smiles back and says "hi".

Tomorrow Jerry and I are flying to see our new grandson, Matthias, and to hold him for the first time. New life, new blessings. And the special bond with Miracle will continue.