But a Vapor

Daddy and I drove to Corpus Christi this morning to spend the weekend with my Mom's family. Mom flew down earlier in the week to help out around my grandparents' house as we all attempt to grasp the reality of Pappy's cancer. The doctor told us yesterday that it is growing quickly and while he refuses to guess, he believes it will "go quickly." The 8 hour trip down here gave Daddy and I a lot of talk time, time to reflect on our memories of being with Pappy and even a little, tentative wondering about our own mortality. What things will we be remembered for? It was interesting to hear Daddy's perspective, and an excellent reminder for me about the brevity of life. Whether I make it to 78 or die tomorrow, this life is but a vapor. How do I make it count? There are heavy questions in my heart and mind as I pass the time here this afternoon. I watch my parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins as well as my grandmother adjusting to a new way of life, a new family dynamic, and I'm looking for my role in it all, too. Remember us in your thoughts and prayers this weekend, okay? ;-)