I had the “diversion” to cook up some salmon and my brussels sprouts for the “kids” and we were hoping to take a family picture this evening with Marilou. But we got into her room and she was not really awake at all, and as I looked at those sunken cheeks and her  pale skin, I could not. That is not the spunky, loving girl I fell in love with. I had to leave the kids in the room, and spent some time on the deck in tears, asking the Lord to come and embrace her in His loving arms and not let her go through any more of this. My prayer now is for the Lord’s merciful taking her to Himself with peace. I know this thing called death has been overcome by the risen Lord Jesus, but sometimes the passageway is the hardest part. Lord make  us all strong in You in these last days/hours/moments and have your hand of peace in and over sweet Marilou