As seasons come and seasons go, so the heart on it's journey here below. This morning as I was getting ready to face my week and all that it entails. I seen that I had missed a phone call and had a voicemail. As I listened to the voicemail, tears sprang to my eyes. I could hear the words, but could not really comprehend. Since I am on a two hour time difference I had to wait and digest the fact that Grandpa is preparing to go home. I am sad, but so relieved that he will be out of pain and will be able to breathe again in heaven. Yet, I miss my family during these times. And so until the end I pray for peace and comfort for Grandpa J.
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