Have you ever been getting off a plane when you heard your name announced by the flight crew to report up front? An anxious dread settles in your stomach. Then when the message to my husband read, "Phone your father immediately," we knew what had happened.
Fortuitously, Phil and I were on our way back to Bristol, on a layover in Chicago, when we learned his grandmother had passed away that morning. We had just spent time with her a week ago, on another layover in Chicago, and though she had been sick for several months, we had a really nice visit, as she made sure to catch us up on all the family gossip, and remind us how much we loved each other.
So yeah... that's why I've hardly been on email, the blog posts stopped, etc. But thanks, as always, for all your support. It's so appreciated. I'm hoping to be back to regular posting in a week or so.