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Want a story? My Dad's Mom was a very strong matriarch to many people in our community, especially her g-kids. My first g-kids are twin g-sons born at 6 months, weighing 2.4 and 2.8 pounds. They were lifeflighted to a neonatal unit (70 miles away) and in guarded condition, not expected to live. My daughter would sit with them during the day, I would stay in the evening (after work), and my SIL would sleep at the hospital at night. My schedule was that I would drive 30 miles to work, drive 40 miles to hospital (for about 6 hours), then drive 70 miles home each night (late).
The babies were in beds next to each other so I would sit between them and go back and forth talking and touching them. After a couple months of doing this, co-workers, nurses and doctors were commenting that I needed to take a night off. A doctor came and was literally leading me out of the ICU. When I looked back at the baby boys, I saw an image of my Grannie Susie sitting there between them, in my place.
I drove home and had a wonderful night's sleep. I called to tell my Dad and he bellowed out, "Oh, I wish I could have been there!" Nobody has ever questioned my vision because lots have had similar ones of her.
BTW, Andrew and Brandon were 17 years old this past Monday.
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 SANDY
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