On September 5th I arrived back in the UK, thinking I was just in time for my grandson to be born.....ha! Two weeks later, on September 26th at 7:35 pm, Zachariah-Zak!- was born at the University College London Hospital. There is no way to express the joy I felt when I was sent a text by my son in law that I could come up to the fourth floor to see my grandson. I had been spending the afternoon going between the cafe for coffee and the chapel for prayer.
I know many people will say, "Why weren't you in the delivery room with them?" but I just felt that this was an occasion best shared between husband and wife. They agreed.
At any rate, that is why I have not been writing lately, as there is no more amazing joy than to hold and behold a grandchild. To me, my own children were a miracle, and I gave thanks for them and still stand in awe at the joy of their lives......but there is just something about being a grandmother. God only knows.