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Grammy Loves Sloane

"And I tell you, ask and you will receive; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.  For everyone who asks, receives; and the one who seeks, finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened."  Luke 11 9-10

 For those who do not know me, let me introduce myself.  I am Sloane's Grammy.  Being a Grammy is the best job in the world .... until one of these wee ones is sick.  To say that I have lived a lifetime in these past 11 days is an understatement.  It has been full of tears and laughter and sadness and joy.  I hang on to my faith.  I pray more and try to worry less.  I watch my daughter, Courtney, and my son-in-law, Austin, with careful eyes.  I want to be able to catch them if they falter.  I want to lift them up when they need it.  I want to laugh with them every chance we get.

But the real reason I asked to write a blog post was to say THANK YOU.  Thank you to all of you for your love, your prayers, your emotional and financial support, your willingness to do whatever is asked.  Many of you I know.  Many of you I may never meet.  Many of you are friends of friends of friends who decided you would bow your head and say a prayer for Sloane.  It truly has been amazing!

Love... I feel the love all around our entire family and it is because of each of you who are reading this blog right now.  So I ask each of you, please continue to pray hard.  God is good!

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