I went to bed thinking of my husband with his father. This morning when we talked he said, "This is tough, but you know." It is tough, but the reward of being by a loved one's side before they go on their journey to Heaven is a beautiful thing. I know his experience is harder because his father is in pain, but God gives us the strength to do hard things. I still have the memory of my sisters and I by my mother's bed feeding her ice chips, holding her hand, talking to her and praying for her. For me, that time allowed me to have real moments with my sister's and my mother. Tom has been sitting by his side talking to him and holding his hand as he responds with moaning and grunting. I know how frustrating ...
Just talking about daily happenings in life.