My eighty-eight year old Grandma is in her last days. I wasn't going to say anything here on my blog, because I don't feel like it's my story to tell, but late last night I decided that I've been being stupid.
I've got wonderful online friends who I know would pray for her if I just asked. So I'm asking.
I know she can't be with us for much longer. Her kidneys and heart are failing. She's home now, with her dog and her husband of sixty-eight years. I'm praying for them both, and that Grandma will have moments of clear thinking, because there are still things that she wants to get done, And I'm praying that when she does leave us, it's peacefully.