Yesterday morning we got one of those rough calls. My grandma's brother passed away. It was pretty shocking but she's doing as good as expected. It comes and goes. She made the comment yesterday that she was just learning to deal without my Papa (who died almost 7 mths ago) and that it was going to start over. We have visitation tonight and the funeral tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a rough day in itself. It's two years since we lost a really good friend.
Not a day goes by that I don't think of him. It can be the most random things that trigger it. He was such a happy person and always made everyone around laugh. We have the 3rd annual Chris Hindman Scholarship Golf Tournament this weekend. We've been working on getting it ready for a few weeks now. It's always a good time and a great way to remember someone so special to us. Of course we would much rather him be here than have this tournament but God had other plans.
If it weren't for him, who knows where I would be today. He's the one that pretty much brought BJ and I together. They were roommates at the time and I had been spending a good bit of time with Chris (he was my brother's best friend and this was when PN was in Iraq so we bonded a lot during that time...he had to be the "older brother") and then what do ya know...almost 8 years later...married with a baby on the way.
Camp Siloam Part Two
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