Isn't it crazy how fast your week can change?
Hubby got the call yesterday that his grandmother was given an estimated 3-6 more weeks to live. Nothing shocking or unexpected, like a traumatic car wreck or something. Just a combination of advanced cancer, dementia, and old age.
So hubby will be taking Ava up to Minnesota. Leaving Tuesday morning, coming back on Thursday evening. Besides the long time spent in the NICU, and the occasional night at my moms, it'll be my first time away from Ava. But I know that she's Jake number one priority, so I know she'll be well taken care of. It's important to Jake that Ava meets his favorite grandmother.
I want Jake to enjoy his time with his grandmother. From what we know, she does still have a few good hours in the day where her memory works, and she's clear and coherent. I want him to have time with "that" grandma.
So while it's an unexpected trip, I know he's excited to see her. I would have loved to go to say my goodbyes, but someone still has to make sure my other two crumb snatchers get to school. Plus, the cost of last minute plane tickets are outrageous enough as it is.
So I'm already missing Jake, and Ava. And hoping and praying that Jake has a good time, and comes back with enough memories for a lifetime.
If you pray, then pray. No prayers needed for miracles or recovery. From the talks we've had with his Grandmother, she's ready when the Lord decides to take her. But prayers are requested for comfort, peace and clarity. If you don't pray, then maybe send a wish for a safe journey, for both Jake and his Grandmother.
|Jake and his Grandma Eileen, June 2009|