I am watching my dad slow down. I am watching him struggle more with conversation, with walking, with doing what was once easy.
I am watching him get ready for his walk into heaven.
Watching him is getting me ready for the quiet that will be left behind in the place he has held in my life.
I think it is grace that allows us to get ready just a bit for the end of life of our loved one. I am grateful for the privilege of watching my dad get ready. It hurts my heart, but I know that when his time comes, he will be ready to be done with this life.
