We got word yesterday that Casey’s mom has little time left on Earth. A few weeks.
We’re leaving for Maine this afternoon, but I can’t wrap my head around it.
How do you say goodbye? How do you help your husband say goodbye to his mother? How do we get in our car after this weekend, and drive away knowing we have seen her alive for the last time?
How is this happening? And why does the world not slow it’s spinning?
It’s surreal, and my brain and heart are in shock.
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers, as we begin down this difficult path.
“Calling all angels, walk us through this one… don’t leave us alone.”