Reality

I have been summoned by many of you (Jill) that it's finally time for a new post. I will agree it has been awhile since I have done a new post, so I am officially due. There have been some great events since my last posting. Ben and I went to Moab for the annual Moab century bike ride..Which was fa fa freeeezing. Then last weekend the tri pod was reunited. (Triopod meaning Laura, Ashley and myself)We had a great weekend it was sad to see them go.
Although I've had some great things going on in the past weeks all I can seem to think about is my grandpa. He came into my work for a check up, looking white as a ghost. His once perfectly combed hair was scattered and gray. Weak with pain, I gently pushed him in a wheelchair to his apointment trying to fight back the tears and shock of his fragile appearance. At the end of his appointment he graciously accecpted me to help him to his car.(If you know my grandpa, he most definitely never asks for help) This was a process in itself. It was hard to endure seeing my grandpa in such pain. Today was not the person who I remember my grandpa as..He was weak, in pain, volunerable, emotional, and his hair was not perfectly combed..Today was reality although not how I will remember him..