A visitor from Heaven

My husbands grandmother passed away in September of last year, eight days before my first child was born. I was completly heartbroken for we were very close, and I wanted her to see her great-grandchild. When I went into labor, I was having some difficulty. Just when I thought I had no more strength left, I strongly felt my grandmother's warm presence, assuring me I was fine. Hours later, I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby girl. There's no doubt in my mind my grandmother was in that room with me that day. I believe her presence helped me more than I could ever realize.