Sweet Sixteen
My granddaughter Mary Elizabeth turned 16 today. I can’t believe she’s 16. It seems like she should be 9 or 10, not getting her drivers licence! But here we are. I told you about her parents, Stephen and Sara, and their “love at first sight.” It was the same way for me the first time I saw Mary Elizabeth, hereafter called ME. It was a few minutes after she was born. The nurse brought her out to give ME her first bath. All her grandparents were there staring intently with our noses pressed against the window! The nurse held her up and she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. My heart just melted. I loved her instantly, fiercely, and completely and it’s still the same way every time I see her. There was a time we thought we’d lose her. She was born with a condition called craniosynestosis, where the plates in a baby’s skull that are supposed to float to make the soft spot, are fused at birth and don’t allow the brain to...