What a week it has been...

As each day passes, both Josh and I get a little stronger.  The initial shock from Wednesday's news has started to wear off, and now it's time to brush the dust off from the rug being pulled out from underneath us yet again.  Hopefully this will quit happening because it hurts!  I received a call back yesterday from the U of M, and have an appointment with a specialist followed by an appointment with a social worker (mandatory) on Friday, 3/16.  They said to plan for us being there 3 hours.  If we're going to be spending that much time there, I'm hoping we have a solid plan of attack on how we're going to kill off the remaining stubborn cancer cells.  I don't really care how we do it at this point.  It just needs to happen now!  I just want my life back. Can you blame me?

Yesterday we got the phone call that Josh's grandma Bornfleth passed away.  While this wasn't exactly a surprise since she's been having a rough go the past couple weeks, it's still hard.  You can never really truly prepare yourself for the call that someone so close to you is gone.  The Lord is a lucky man to have such a beautiful angel join his team.  Although we're sad and at times overcome with emotions when talking about grandma B, we're happy for her.  Grandma is finally free from the pain she has been in, and she's reunited with not only her husband, but also with children she has lost.  She would have turned 95 at the end of this month.  I'm sure grandma is looking over us right now as I type this.  I find comfort in that. A person can never have too many angels watching over them, especially during hard times.   

As Josh and I were laying in bed last night, I asked him, "I wonder what grandma is doing right now", and he said, "she's making Lefse" =)  Grandma loved her Lefse.  I'd like to think that she's up there laughing, smiling, and catching up with friends and family.  Maybe even doing some cooking.  You just never know! She was quite the social butterfly, and it seemed like everyone knew her.  I remember a time when Josh and I went to have lunch with grandma at her nursing home and as she scooted down the hall in her motorized chair, anyone who passed us in the hall stopped to say "hi" to Aino.  Before any introductions her friends would usually be able to piece together who we were.  Grandma was very proud of all her children, grandchildren, etc. and talked about her family often so even though her friends may have never met us before, they felt like they knew us through her.  We love you, grandma!  Please put in a good word for me with the big man upstairs.  I know you will!

Aino Bornfleth ~ 1917-2012

(Picture from our wedding in 2007)