Blogging Again...

I have not blogged in so long! I guess I have allowed other things to come between me and blogging. ho-hum. I will attempt to get back into gear. :)

In February, I celebrated my birthday. Wow! I still cannot believe I'm in my thirties. Instead of worrying about it, I am bound and determined to make the thirties the very BEST years of my life...and then, when I turn 40, I will be bound and determined to make those the BEST years of my life...and so on. Good plan, huh? I'll let you know how it works for me. :)

In February, my Grandpa (Mom's Dad), went home to be with Jesus. He had battled emphysema for many many years. He went into the hospital for pneumonia, which he was very susceptible to, and his body decided to shut down on him. His heart, lungs, kidneys, they all began to quit. My sister flew into Atlanta from Maryland, and she, my mom and dad, and myself drove to Texas to visit him. He was alert and knew who we all were. He was such a gentle man. Never yelled at the nurses, but would say, "thanks hun". I never really thought about how gentle of a man he really was. We absolutely cherished those moments with him. He said some things that made us laugh. My dad offered to go down the hall and get him some coffee and as he was headed out the door, my grandpa calls out, "I want starbucks, Gary." he-he. Another time, after he had been moved to Hospice, the Chaplin came in to talk with Grandpa. He asked if Grandpa was at peace with God and Grandpa said yes. (Never once did he seem scared about death, only sad to leave those he loved.) He asked Grandpa what religion he practiced and my dad answered, "we're baptist's". Grandpa had to clarify, "East Texas Baptist". My dad and Grandpa and I got a chuckle out of that. Grandpa fought for life until the end. I guess that is how God made us. It's very natural for us to cling to the life we know and love. After a week with him, we traveled home and he died two days later in his sleep. I was unable to go back for the funeral, but he was given a military funeral. He had worked in the military for 30 years and then, AT&T for another 30 years. (He was actually my dad's sergant in the military...before my dad even met my mom, but that is another story for another blog. :)) My Grandpa lived a legacy of faith. I will cherish the memories I have with him and cannot wait to see him again one day!

There is plently more to say, but for now I will end this blog. We have some big news to share with you later, but right now Myah Grace just woke up and needs some morning snuggles. (No I am NOT pregnant.) :)