*Sigh*
April 25, 2012 2:20pm

Working tomorrow morning from 7 to 1. Then my hours are being changed for Saturday and Sunday. Instead of working my usual (10-7 on Saturday and 9-6 on Sunday), they need me to work Saturday 7-4 and 8-5 on Sunday. I don't know if it is just for this weekend or if that's what they need me to do from now on. I guess I can find out when I go in tomorrow.

No word yet on Aunt Ethel, although it is pretty obvious her journey here is just about finished. My poor parents are so worn out. I can't help but think of them. It doesn't seem like it was that long ago that they were where I am right now, raising my sister and me. Now we're where they were, raising our families, and they are where the grandparents were then. You never stop to think that some day sooner rather than later it will all change and the ones around you will be nothing more than faces in photographs and memories etched onto the heart. But it happens. Every time I look at my parents I see the shadows of their youth intermingled with the door to eternity. I think about myself as well, as I am also not in my youth anymore and I am no more promised tomorrow than the next person. I trust that my family will be taken care of and that God will be with them. I just don't want them to struggle. I know they will prosper. I know their lives will be fruitful and blessed. I know that everything they set their hands to will succeed. I also know they will have moments of questioning, of reasoning, of trying to understand and make sense out of life. They will not always make the wisest choices or best decisions as they go through life. I just pray that in all things, they will be led by God and that they will seek Him always. And I pray that of anything that I could leave to them, that they will be able to say that I was their example and that in spite of my shortcomings, I did the best I could do.

*Sigh*