It's been a while since I posted here and thought an update was over due.
Eleven days ago, we received a phone call that threw my family into the midst of tragedy. The journey actually began four and a half months ago when my mother underwent open heart surgery. At age 87 we knew it was going to be a rough recovery, but had no idea just how difficult.
Mom came through the surgery well, but when a staph infection set in she had to fight for her life and has spent months in a nursing home. Always beside her was her husband Orville, better known as Trigger(a nickname given to him as a child). Trigger was there every day, helping in anyway he could.
Saturday, the 11th, he died from heart failure. It was not what we'd expected. He's always been so strong and healthy, but with the stress of my mother's illness and his age (85) it was possibly too much for him. And we must remember God's sovereignty, His plan--something He understands even when we don't. It is not for us to question, but Trigger's entrance into heaven leaves behind so many who love him.
This week as been filled with practical necessities, memorials, time with friends and family and time to honor Trigger and his life, and an effort to help my mother make necessary transitions. We've made arrangements to move her closer to family in Roseburg, Oregon while in the midst of memorial services, grief, and illness. We've been packing up their lives into boxes and will be heading south two days from now.
Our hearts are heavy, Mom is trying hard to do what she must. This is extremely painful for us all, yet we are thankful for God's presence. We are hanging onto the Lord's hand and moving forward one step at a time.
Your prayers are needed, especially for Trigger's son, Marshall and my mother, Elsa. Please hold them up in prayer.
Bless you.
Grace and peace to you from God,
Bonnie
