Boise

I normally love spontaneous last minute trips, but this is one I'm not too excited for.  My dad called me last night at 9 and told me that we were going to get in the car in the morning (on Saturday) and drive to Boise to see my grandparents and then drive back on Monday.  So, I called in to work, let them know what was going on, and now I'm packed and just about ready to go.  My parents were planning on bringing the dogs along but luckily I was able to talk them out of that.  I'm grateful to be able to go see my grandparents, even if it is just for a day, but I sure wish we were flying!  I wish the circumstances were different, but, like I said, I'm grateful to be able to go see them despite everything else.  My grandpa hasn't been doing very well and he's back in intensive care. I love him so much, and it makes me really sad that he's in such bad health.  I'm nervous to go see him in the hospital because I don't want it to be like when I saw Lillian for the last time.  I pretend to be numb, but I'm really sad. 

I've never planned out the details of my someday wedding.  I mean, like most girls I've looked at dresses and cakes and dreamed, but never set my heart on any of it. The only thing I've known I really wanted was to dance with Bob.  It breaks my heart to know he probably won't be there, physically at least.  I want to dance with him like my sisters did and see how happy it made him.  Life just isn't fair.  Perhaps he's lucky.  I'm almost excited for him, but really sad for me and my family.  We all love him so much.  I love him.