Four months ago I became a grandma. At 1:23 on 12/3, Branch Lionheart Murdock was born.
Four months ago, I held Branch in my arms. He held my hand. He made cute baby noises. I was surprised. I was delighted. I fell in love.
Four months ago, I was anxious, I was proud, I was happy, I was sad. At least 1,000 emotions assailed me that day.
Four months ago, I was with my little girl, but she was no longer a little girl. She was a woman, a mom; a mom full of joy and love for her newborn son, a woman who is facing her tremendous loss with courage and grace and honesty. (see Kristin Eats)
Last week I held a baby that was Branch's age. It is the first time I have held a baby since holding Branch. And I realized how full, yet broken my heart is. Full because I had a chance to know and love Branch. Broken because I miss him so, that beautiful bit of heaven that graced my life-