Monday Monday

My parents visit Hannah in New York City each Monday. It's a day they treasure as first-time grandparents. I can tell you that every Monday, the weather has been spectacular. They take Hannah on an adventure - sometimes to Central Park, sometimes for a stroll along the East River and always out for a nice lunch. Here is a letter Grandpa wrote to Hannah:

Dear Hannah,

Tomorrow you will face the biggest challenge of your very young and beautiful life. You will undergo five hours of surgery and all the preparation and post operative events associated with it. Your Mommy and Daddy will be there for every moment of it, waiting and anxiously praying that everything will be all right. It will.

Your Mommy and Daddy have made all the right decisions with your best interests at heart. They love you more than you can possibly understand right now and they are doing this for you.

Know too that you have an array of family and friends praying for you. Keeping you in the uppermost regions of their minds and know too that a lot of people will be thinking about you tomorrow and probably not getting much else done.

You are one lucky and very loved little girl.

I know your grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends and buddies will be praying for you tomorrow and you will be the Belle of the Ball and come through this like the champion you are with a smile, chubby cheeks and a giggle.

So dear Hannah, good luck and may tomorrow be the dawning of a new era of hearing for you.

Hugs, kisses and waves of bye bye,

Grandpa