She’s The Eye In The Storm
A woman I love extended her family yesterday with the miracle of her first grandchild. He is tiny and perfect and full of everything that’s right with the world. His parents didn’t act like first-timers; they surely had done this many times before. Grandmother held him with a look on her face I had never seen.
Her life is controlled chaos at best and she must juggle white-hot boulders every minute of every day. Stress is her constant companion and her one true nemesis. She cradled her new grandson and her beautiful eyes finally showed the peace she so deserves.