My mom only learned a few days ago that he was dying of liver failure, when she found out that he was in the same care center as my Grandma Tall. He had been in there for about a month and we're not sure why they didn't notify anyone until this week. Thankfully, both my mom and aunt were able to go see him a couple of times after hearing of his condition. Unfortunately, he was sleeping really most of the time. Oh, how she wishes she had known earlier and could have visited with him when he was awake more. All in all, such a sad ending for my uncle.
Needless to say, I cried through most of church. I ended up napping for a while after church and missed the first part of Jayla's birthday party at Bottle Hollow, but drove out there for the end of the party. Looks like all the kids had fun swimming and running around.
Watching kids having fun is somehow therapeutic. So, I'm thankful for that and some fresh air to end the day.
Jenna and B chillin' on a rock at Bottle Hollow. |
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