Yesterday, my foster granddaughter and I had stopped for frozen yogurt, shopped for a birthday dress for her, and were on the way to the rose garden when her dad called, saying her mom was in labor. We were screaming in the car and turned around and headed for her home. And last night just before midnight, her baby sister was born, all 9 lbs, 11oz and 22 " of her. I'm so thrilled for them. My granddaughter was hoping for a sister and now she's here. Her mom was a trooper, and had the natural childbirth she wished.
What touched me most was my granddaughter saying how perfect it was that I was with her to tell her the news. And when I left her house, she insisted on a big hug and kiss. I do so feel loved. When a family opens their hearts to someone in the way this family has, I cannot help but see a grace and affirmation of humanity in their generousity. It's one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
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