Some of you have been asking after Grace, and I thank you for your concern. She is doing well, though nervous about the grim possibilities in her pregnancy. Her blood pressure has not risen too high, but nor has it lowered, and the doctors are keeping a close eye on her, sometimes asking her to come in for a check-up twice a week.
I will say one thing for worry, however—it makes one realize who is there to offer strength and support. She has not quarreled with Con once in the past two weeks, and even her family and friends have seen how good he is with her. He comes by three or four evenings in the week to cook dinner for her, and he has a knack of making things that are both appealing and good for her. He does well to keep her spirits up, sending her funny articles and pictures to make her laugh. Once he even wrote her a letter, which while perhaps not the most eloquent epistle, was full of sincere hopes for their future. Grace now sleeps with it under her pillow.
It has been a delicate balance to maintain between the two of them. Con has several times wanted to talk about taking up with their relationship again, but I have warned him that this would not be taken well by Grace. They must make something new now, a connection that is no longer concerned with their own well-being, but that of their son first and foremost. Anything else will take many years to form, if it does at all.
Still, sometimes things formed out of crisis are stronger and better than anything that might have grown out of tranquility. I have to believe that.