my Papa

This is my Papa. I wanted to take some time to tell you about him, so then you can know who you're really praying for. My grandpa is going to be 80 this July (God-willing!) He was a doctor in the vietnam war, and he has some crazy stories to share. He's known for being a hard-ass and quite honestly, scary, if you don't know him. He says the things you shouldn't say and doesn't care what anybody thinks. I LOVE my Papa.

At Christmas, we know that my Papa is going to be the center of attention because of the gifts that he brings for everyone. This year he got my almost sixteen-year-old sister a Hannah Montana watch. He got my Mom, Aunt, and Grandma all kimono robes. In the past we've received roll-up pianos, metal detectors, and globe earrings that say "journey" on them. And he just gives, gives, gives...even if the gifts he gives are more entertaining than they are useful. :)

The first time Zach met my Papa, I warned him before how funny and crazy he is. So of course it was fitting when the first thing he says to Zach in his hard raspy voice is, "Zach! My dog's named Zach...of course he's dead now." Perfect. Just thinking about my Papa makes me smile, and I'm always telling my friends funny stories about him, so I am asking anybody who is reading this to PLEASE PRAY. Pray for the grandpa I love to get better.

He's in the hospital and suffered a heart attack about a week ago. His vitals are good today, but his mind is gone. He keeps thinking he's in Canada fishing, or that something is coming out of his ears. I'm worried sick, and I hate that I can't be in Colorado to be with him and with my family and to comfort my Dad as well. So I'm asking anybody who has the faith to pray for my grandpa to heal and be healthy and to have his mind be coherent. He's gotta lot of life left in him and I am not ready to say goodbye. So, please pray for him to get better. Thank you.



Ich liebe dich, Papa.