Grampy.

We arrived home from Massachusetts on Monday morning and I got a call Wednesday that my Grampy is in the hospital. After feeling weak and tired (with occasional stomach pain) for months, and a trip to the cardiologist who told him his heart was fine, he woke in the early hours of the morning Tuesday vomiting. He was admitted to the hospital by 6am and had a CAT scan. They saw a large tumor in his colon completely blocking passage, 2 lesions on his lungs, and one in his liver. He has stage 4 cancer .

There are many options, and it's unclear which will be chosen at this point. 

He could undergo chemotherapy after having the tumor removed.  I'm not sure what he will choose.

My dad is there with my Grammy, visiting Grampy, and getting information from the doctors.

My Grammy is stressed, as anyone could imagine, and I'm completely torn up inside that I didn't get to see them while I was there and that I am so far away again.

Please send him love in whatever form you may pray.

I know we can't change what will happen, but we can send love, and if you think of it in a moment you're peaceful, some extra love going his way can only do good.

thank you. 

 *this photo has been sitting by my bedside for as long as I can remember. Sitting on my Grampy's lap is something I did until only 6 years ago. He always said I was his girlfriend (until I got married) :) As you can see, It's a cozy spot. I just wish I could be there to see him and hug him and tell him that I love him in person. For now, he is in my heart.