(6/19) Today at Hospice there's a Swiss man sitting outside my Grandpa's room with a guitar singing old hymns.
Though my Grandpa's body is barely hanging on, it seems he is not really here anymore. When the man sang, "peace like a river," Grandpa opened his eyes and stared straight ahead briefly.
We continue to wait. 8 days without water and a blood pressure last night of 80/0.
Yet he keeps on breathing.
Yesterday, Will asked if Cookie will someday be at Hospice.
I tried to reassure him that maybe someday when Cookie is very, very old but he doesn't need to worry about that now.
Will responded, "but, Mommy, I want to get to go to hospice and watch new movies!"
When i shared this with the Hospice director, she suggested that hospice I too much fun for a 4 year old and maybe I should allow more movies at home so it is not such a treat here! :)
Thankful for a four year old to bring humor and life & comedic relief to hard days.
Today my grandpa sits at the thine of Christ. Thank you for your words of comfort this week.