Hi to all...Grace here.

I’m laying in bed next to my mom, just as I have for many, many nights of the past year... and, truly, my whole life. I’m the kid who spent way too many years sleeping in my parents bed, and certainly always slept with my mom when my dad travelled...but I digress. I figured I should write something here.

As most of you probably know by now, my mom has decided to end treatment, and to have hospice care at our home in Michigan—the home that she lovingly designed every bit of...the only place she wanted to be. I can’t say I blame her. It’s absolutely perfect here. This was obviously not an easy choice to make, but one that she is at peace with. Her deep faith is shining brighter than ever in these times. The past week has been surreal—in the most heart-wrenching, beautiful way. She has been surrounded by many beloved friends and family—and received more notes, emails, and cards than I can count. It has truly been a celebration of life. It’s clear to everyone just how special my mom is. It is especially clear to me.

My mom and I are two halves of a whole, twins, best friends, soulmates...whatever you want to call it. I like to answer questions she hasn’t asked out loud yet, and she likes to send me telepathic messages. Our connection is weird and funny and beautiful...and my absolute favorite thing in the world. No one will ever be to me what my mom is. She has already promised me that she will leave me little signs everyday after she has passed. I can’t wait to see what she has in store for me. 

Today Colin and Jess had a small wedding ceremony here, just family...it was perfect. All of our spirits were high, and my mom could not have been more content or looked more beautiful. Jess was already family...but now we can officially say it. Kathleen of course cooked a fabulous dinner...flank steak, brussels sprouts, potatoes, risotto, rosemary garlic biscuits...needless to say, we are all full, tired, and joyful tonight.

I’d be lying if I said that all of this is easy for me; this is of course not how I saw my life, or her life, going. But God has other beautiful plans for all of us. My mom is overflowing with love, brightness, creativity, tenacity...she’s completely fearless, even in these dark, uncertain times. I don’t know anyone else like that. She is all I’ve ever wanted to be in life. 

That’s all for now...keep the prayers coming, and feel free to fill your conversations with memories of my mom...I’m sure you all have many. 

Love you all. God bless.