Lex and I fly out of Seattle on Saturday night. We get home on Wednesday. They are taking her off the respirator on Friday night. My grandfather requested that we not be there. I think it’s all just too much for him. So finality sets in. The good thing is that her decades of pain will end. The bad thing is that I’m terrified I’ll forget the sound of her voice.

Cat - thanks for the flowers hon. They definatly helped.