My paternal grandfather isn't faring well so my sisters and I are leaving in the morning to go see him. I should be back by the beginning of next week.
This is sad. I am very fortunate to have not lost grandparents yet. I fear that trend is changing.
You could be praying. That the time together is good. That the travel is safe. That I make it back by Sunday morning for my presentation. That when he decides to check out is is quick and painless and not prolonged and agonizing. That we will let him go.
Oh, growing up is not the fun I thought it would be.