If life is a bed of roses thorns adorn it with the fragrant flowers.
As they were waiting at the hospital for the reports, the nurse came with the good news. That Instant his phone began to ring. Expecting their first child, happiness was inevitable. However, his face had a different story to tell. Slowly he informed her, “Your grandfather is critical.”
Happiness and sadness together occupied the heart and turned them numb.
The day embryo turned to fetus. She lost her Grandparent! An irreplaceable loss clouded by the arrival of a new life.