I traveled 12 hours to see my grandson’s birth, only to be left standing alone in the hospital hallway. My son opened the door just a crack. “Mom, my wife wants only her family here.” He added softly: “Don’t push it… she never wanted you.” I left quietly. Three days later, the hospital called: “Ma’am, the delivery bill is short $10,000.” I took a deep breath and simply said…
to figure everything out all at once. Just take it one step at a time. One day at a time.”
Daniel nodded, but the uncertainty was still there in his eyes. It wasn’t gone. It wasn’t fixed. But Amy saw the flicker of something behind the uncertainty. Hope, maybe. Or the faintest glimmer of the man he used to be.
Later that night, after they returned to continue reading …
