Last Friday I learned that my Grandpa had passed on Thursday night. He lived 85 years, so the news didn’t necessarily come as shocking as his health in the last few months had started to decline. He’s now happy with my Grandma, out of pain in a good place with Jesus.
I’m way pregnant and the funeral was in south Texas where it’s even HOTTER there than it is here. Somehow in a matter of days, we managed to pull together plans for the 6 hour road trip. All I can say is THANK YOU to my sister who helped keep the kids entertained.