What happened to January?

This has been a crazy start to the year. With both of my grandparents in the hospital, I have been tied up for the last 17 days. Then, this morning as I was sitting in my grandma's room, I noticed it said it was January 27th on her board. It's WHAT? Where is my month? How is it almost February? I don't have time for that!

My grandpa finally was healthy enough that he had his stent placed yesterday. Now they are talking about releasing him already as soon as he is able to walk. My grandpa is an incredibly strong man, but I don't know what he will do when he goes home to an empty house. My grandma has gotten worse every day. Last week they finally moved her to hospice. She was able to talk, just fatigued easy. Then on Saturday, we cried together. I told her I was sad and she said she was sad too. On Sunday, I brought Colton to say his goodbyes. When I told her he was there she whispered, "Hi little person." Yesterday, she no longer had the strength to speak, but I called my dad and when I put the phone to her ear, she opened her eyes while he spoke to her. Today, she was unresponsive. She didn't moan anymore or try to move. The nurse said the end is within a couple of days. Although I wasn't always close to her, it makes me sad. Since I have had my kids I have realized the importance and strength of family.

Now I have Colton home with his asthma kicking into full gear. I decided to let him stay home tomorrow from school since Dawson is home while the other class goes on a field trip. Maybe God has placed this "mental health" day in my lap so we can have a day to reconnect as a family. While I have been at the hospital and trying to be there for so much of my extended family, I have done a not so great job at being there for my own family. I am hoping to take tomorrow and just snuggle with my boys and make sure they know how important they are to me. I may even ask them what they've been doing for the last month!