Sunday, December 6, 2009

I think it is Sunday

The days and nights are becoming a blur. Dad has declined significantly over the last 48 hours. He is not able to communicate with us anymore. He still knows we are there though. It is very hard to see a frail old man laying in your parents' bed. I keep waiting for Dad to pull in the driveway after a weekend of fishing up north or to walk up from the barn for his lunch. It just breaks your heart. It will be well with my soul.

1 comment:

A. Brenda said...

I have been praying for all of you day and night (when I am awake and can't get back to sleep) My heart is broken for all of you, and even for myself at the loss of a friend.
Tell your mom I am praying for her and am holding her in my thoughts with tenderness and compassion as Jesus would. Love, A. Brenda