In the months to come...

So, I've spent a big portion of my time talking and writing about how great everything is. And it is. My marriage is fantastic, and we enjoyed the holidays immensely. And my albatross of a car payment is gone. And I'm going to start working evenings, so I can sleep in every day. All of these things are wonderful.

However, my joy in life is tinged with a bit of sadness. My ninety-year-old grandfather is approaching his final days. Over the last month, he has been in and out of the hospital, and is now home under the care of hospice and my devoted mother. We don't know if he has weeks or months left. I do know that he wants to die at home, so hopefully, my mom can continue to care for him until his last day. In the time to come, I want to enjoy all of the wonderful memories I have of Grandpa. Pray with me that he is able to be comfortable in these final days, and that my family is able to let him go with peace. Pray that we feel comfort in knowing that each day draws him nearer to God and the company of Grandma, from whom he has been separated since her death over a year and a half ago. I spent time with Grandpa when Matt and I went to Tennessee for Thanksgiving, and I'm so glad I had that opportunity to tell him that I love him. I hope to make it back to see him one more time, but I'm not certain if it will be possible.

Please keep my family in your prayers.