My Grandma loved my LO more than anything. We would visit often, and she would stare at her and say things like, "Look at her!" and "Oh my god," and "She's so precious!" over and over again. She was in hospice for months, and all of her pictures were of my LO. Her eyes would light up when she sees her.

We went to visit yesterday and the nurses said that she hasn't been responsive and hasn't eaten in days. But when she saw my LO, she opened her eyes for a second, said, "Oh my god!" and then was out again. She passed away late last night. Her last words and the last thing she saw was my sweet baby girl.

It's amazing how our LO's effect other people so much. She's the light of my life, as she should be because I'm her mother. But she has already made such a difference in my family's lives too.