A Family Disagreement Over Sleeping Arrangements

In the weeks that followed, Emily and I moved into a small apartment near the hospital where she would give birth. It wasn’t grand, but it was warm and welcoming. When my granddaughter arrived, healthy and safe, I held her with quiet gratitude.

I had chosen a path I never expected, but in doing so, I upheld the promise I made—to stand by my child when she needed me most.