The Smile of Dorothy

We have had a sad few days here in Marblehead. My dear Nana in Leeds had a massive stroke on Thursday night and has been in a coma eversince. My father flew out immediately and is praying devotedly by her side. He is an amazing son, of the most amazing women. We are holding vigil here. Little Samara, who was named Samara Dorothy after Nana, has tried arousing Nana via telephone, as a friend of ours told us a heartwarming story of a similar great-grandmother who awoke to the crying of their 3 week old. Sadly it didn't work the first time, but we'll keep trying. For now, Samara continues to be the source of joy and hope for us all, as we fight back the tears and try to be strong. It has been a beautiful reminder of the bond between children and parents, as my father finds his own type of patient strength, and between grandchildren and grandparents, as we all will her well. Here is her starry eyed smile, the beauty of Dorothy...