I just got back from visiting my grandpa. He's been moved to hospice and they say he doesn't have long...
I've always thought of myself as a strong person, but I don't know about where he is with God. I spoke into his ear and prayed with him, but he is not really responsive.
Today I gave my mom a long hug and she just felt so frail... Her hands feel like just bone. She is so uncomfortable going out. She is always covering up her chest. She is in a lot of pain. And so very weak.
I'm sitting here crying... Wondering where God is... Even though in my heart I know He is right here.
I keep telling myself.... Pull it together... Pull it together.... But I'm tired..
I know the blessings I have far outweigh the trials..
I feel like AF is on her way and while it doesn't devastate me, it would be way early. I guess I just add that into the mix?