These are the days when I wish I lived at 7 Pleasant Street or at least in Sagamore Hills. Shoot, I'd even take Ypsilanti, Michigan. I wish I was closer in geography to my family.
My Grandfather has had a few spills over the last few days and has chipped a bone in his hip. This required him to be admitted to the hospital and he will be transferred to a nursing home for more immediate care in the morning. I am really, really hoping this is short term but I'm afraid to wish to much. I'm really sad and just wish I could give him a really big hug. I keep telling myself that ever since my Grandmother died a few years ago my Grandpa has been lonely so maybe this change of scenery will be good for him. I hope.
If you have a chance would you say a little prayer for his healing. It would mean a lot to me.