my grandfather is dying of pancreatic cancer. we don't know how long - the doctors gave an estimate of 4 weeks to 6 months, but i believe God has more say than they do. on the up-side, before he went in for his biopsy, he asked for the chaplain of the hospital. that's such a good sign.
over the last few weeks, knowing that he was sick and probably near the end, i've been struggling with this regret i have... he turned 70 a year and a half ago, and we had a huge party for him. that day, i wanted more than anything to ask him if he'd have a nice picture taken with me - just the two of us together. i don't have any pictures of me - grown up - with him. anyway, i chickened out, because i guess i felt silly.
today i feel different. i just hope i have time to get that one picture.
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