


It's about to get pretty personal up in here. FYI.
Last weekend we took a last-minute trip up to Oregon to see Chris's grandpa, Tom. On Wednesday we got the news that he was diagnosed with aggressive pancreatic cancer that's already spread to the liver. It's not looking very good. Chris and I looked at each other and both felt that if we were going to see him any time in the near future, we would have to leave the next day. So we made our preparations and packed up the car.• • •
This visit was so important for us to take, and we will never regret those grueling hours on the road with screaming and sick kids. It reminds me of when I was able to say good bye to my grandma several years ago. Back when I was in college and without a car, a friend asked me to drive with him to a wedding up in Salt Lake (40 miles away). He gave me keys to his car while we were downtown and I decided I needed to go shopping with the time I was going to kill. Then my mind turned to my grandparents who were just blocks away. Surely I could visit and go shopping, but which to do first? I decided to call them and see what their plans were and go from there. My grandma picked up the phone, which was a huge surprise. Because of her Alzheimer's and Dementia, she left that up to grandpa. Not knowing who I was, she politely said that I could come and visit and I hung up the phone. I got the distinct feeling this would be the last time I would see them together, but I brushed off the feeling thinking that I was going crazy. We had a great visit, grandpa snapped a picture of grandma and me and I said goodbye. Grandma gave me a hug and said, "I love you." It felt like she was saying it to me and not a girl she didn't remember. It was a special moment. I went home and three days later she passed away. Upon hearing the news I took so much comfort in the visit I was able to have. And I'm so grateful that we could take the time to visit Chris's grandparents. I don't think we'll be able to see Grandpa Tom again in this life. It was a really hard goodbye for all of us, especially Chris who looks up to him in many ways.