as has the recent addition to the family; my 1 month old grandson.
I tend to search babies out when someone passes, or my heart feels like it is breaking. When I first had my ICD put in, and I could barely move, I had my sister put her one month old son in my arms while I was laying in bed. I felt hope and love. When my grandma died, I found out that my hairdresser had her baby on the same day and just about the same time. A baby anything reminds us that life goes on and that there is also hope. At least that is what I am reminded of.
Thank you for reminding me of that.