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Grandpa Update

Grandpa had a big stroke on Saturday. He's not doing well. In the hospital and not looking like things are going to go well for him.

Of course, in the final analysis, things ARE going well for him. He's set up his life, lived every day of his life, in such a way that when the end comes he's not worried about it at all. Grandpa has never been stressed about much in his life. He's got an attitude for life that is equal parts optimism, love, and fun. I don't think I've ever heard him complain. Ever. Not even once.

His greatest love in his life is his wife. My sweet grandmother, Mary Lee Norris Cobabe, is the very light of his life. Seeing how he's loved her, how he's treated her and been patient, loving, and deferential to her, has set a standard for me to look to in my life. He's treated her like the queen she is, holding her hand and walking with her through life like a companion and friend. He is absolutely gentle and kind.

He loves everyone. I know people say that, but with grandpa I really believe it's true.

He's been through a lot. Sometimes it seems more than anyone could bear - more than is fair for someone to have to go through. Yet, through it all, he keeps smiling and looking for the gold in each situation, in each person. And you know what? He finds it.

I don't know what the future holds for grandpa's earthly life - how long things will be able to continue for him. But I am not afraid for him. I know where he's headed and who will be there to welcome him to his eternal reward.

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