After 13 Days in the NICU, I Took My Newborn Daughter to Meet Grandpa—One Look at Her Eyes Made Him Whisper, “This Can’t Be Possible”
Much smaller in photographs than in memory.
A wide porch.
Garden.
Stone steps.
In one picture, I sat on a red bicycle.
Behind me stood a dark-haired boy.
Seven years old.
One blue eye.