Okay, I’ve written three full paragraphs about things going on… Amanda’s adventure and scary text message last night; my latest weight news; etc… but keep finding myself backspacing the whole thing.

Matt’s uncle Eddie was found dead in his home last night. When we first started dating, Eddie and his lovely family were always around. We watched his children Bryce and Evva grow up. Somewhere along the way his path of life took a detour and he made some wrong choices. I’m sad for him. When Izzy was in the PICU for so long, Eddie was there every day. He would just sit and visit with us and was very helpful. He was really a funny and warm man. For many years he owned the funeral home in his home town and so he always had a funeral story to share, which I never particularly enjoyed… but it was just Eddie. A few months ago when Matt’s grandmother died, it was Eddie who saw to every detail, even fixing her hair to look “like marmar always looked.” My next line of thoughts is something like… the devil can really lead your life in the wrong direction and ultimately ends in death… but, we all know that. I just pray for his children, who are essentially grown now… but it was still their dad.

I’m not sure why I have a very heavy heart today, I think maybe some time on my knees rather than at the keyboard is a good idea.

Be blessed.