Some days it’s not about Cowden’s Syndrome, or tumors, or doctor’s appointments.  Some days life just is about life.

Father’s Day.  A day to celebrate the fathers in our lives.

My husband is the best dad in the world.  I mean it.  And he is a pretty amazing husband too.  There aren’t enough words to describe how lucky I am.

My Dad, tries his best.  He and my mom divorced when I was 5.  He has struggled with his own life through the years, but we have stayed in contact.  He does the best he can.

My stepdad, married my mom 24 years ago.  He inherited 2 bratty teenagers and has loved us as his own from the beginning.  He has put us through college, paid for 2 weddings, fixed houses, and been there through it all.

My Pop, my mom’s Dad is 92.  A WWII veteran, and a retired firefighter, he is amazing.  He and Grandma still live on the second floor of their own house.  We lived in their house for 15 years, and they became a second set of parents for us. Now they are Great Grandparents.  They pick up my daughter on half days, and love spending time with her.

Today my heart is heavy though. My stepdad’s father is suffering.  When his son married my mom 24 years ago, they had no grandchildren.  They didn’t expect to start out inheriting two teenagers, but they did.  And they handled it gracefully.  Over time Grandpa came to love us in a very special way.  He is especially attached to my daughter, who he calls “Sapphire.”  He even made sure she had a special sapphire necklace to always remember her name.  He has been brave his whole life and has fought cancer in more places than I can count.  He has been in the hospital for a month now, and this is it.  He is ready.  He has had last rites.  He has asked his boys to take care of their mom.  He has told God he is ready to go.  So we wait.

Today we remember the fathers, grandfathers, and great grandfathers that have touched our lives.  We hug some, and we miss some.  We acknowledge their impact on us.

And today in my house, we whisper constantly a prayer to God.  Today it’s not about test results or surgeries.  Today we ask that He be merciful.  Grandpa is ready to rest…