Another day, another delay? Our son and his wife were given the hope of discharge from the hospital for their infant daughter, Kaylee, four or five times. Each date was negated by a delay of one sort or another. I have become accustomed to the notification of a new Caring Bridge entry relaying discouraging news. Today when the little blue light declared a message had been posted I anticipated news of yet another set back. I gathered my breath and a prayer and clicked on the entry.
I was both relieved and slightly disappointed that the entry carried only a photo with no words beyond the caption.
Still the photo was exceptionally good. The grandmother instinct took over and I gushed. “Ohhh, look, isn’t she cute? No tubes, no lines or monitors and you can barely see the scar on her head.”
Wait! That is the news you silly grandma. “Smiling, happy Kaylee.” The caption and the picture were the news. In Kaylee’s nearly 3 months of life she had not smiled. She had been hooked for the majority of two months to multiple machines, sedated, tested, scanned prodded, and poked. The thin, sick,unresponsive baby was now this, plump, chubby cheeked, ample bellied and smiley happy child.
Kaylee’s homecoming may be delayed, but the good and gracious LORD has arranged that she will come home with smiles.
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