pulled a chair closer to the bed.

“What do you mean?”

“What if she finally understands? What if having Lily in the family changes something?”

He looked at me gently.

“I hope it does. I really do. But you can’t make her become the grandmother you want her to be.”

I knew he was right.

Still, I wanted to believe that Christmas could bring a miracle.

I wanted my daughter to grow up surrounded by grandparents who adored her, relatives who celebrated her milestones, and family traditions that made her