I know I said that I wouldn't post until after I got back from vacation, but this is far too important. When I visited my grandmother last Sunday, it was obvious how much she has taken a turn for the worse.

She's not eating, doesn't recognize anyone other than her husband, and literally spends all day sleeping. I have never seen her this frail in my entire life. Definitely even more so than when she was in the hospital in February.

Even though the doctors haven't confirmed it, it's obvious that she's not going to make it until May. This means that even though I'm still going to Texas (believe me, the tickets are nonrefundable), doesn't mean that my heart and mind aren't going to be here. I'm just scared that I'm going to be over there when we "the " call. I don't want that. I want to be here when it happens. I want to be with her when she passes on.

If you pray, pray for us. I need a friend right now.