She smiles as the door opens. Her eyes may be failing but she is still able to differentiate her visitors by their footsteps.
“Your great grandchild, mama. Mandy gave birth this morning!” Her daughter has just walked in, placing a small bundle on her lap. “Elizabeth Rosa Brown. She is named after you.”
If there is anyone else in the room, they will definitely see the twinkle in her eyes. Hands slightly shaking, she lifts the baby to have a better look. Beautiful, she thinks as she drops a kiss on little Elizabeth’s forehead. A little chuckle escapes from the tiny being, the most melodious sound she has ever heard. Slowly, little hands reach upwards to play with some of her loose hair strands. Her eyes getting moist, she thanks the heavens for the opportunity to meet her great granddaughter.