It happened.

I got the call at 3:15am. My grandpa has passed away. I'm intensely sad but calm. I keep waiting for the feeling of shattering inside, but so far it hasn't come. We have a long drive ahead of us, and I think I will most likely hold it together until we arrive. Please pray that Matt and I arrive safely in Tennessee. Please pray for my family, especially my mom and sister. I feel so numb, that I really don't have much to say. I don't think I'm in shock, necessarily, because I was expecting this. I don't know how to describe myself, other than in need of prayer.