Miracles...........

I believe that prayers are answered and they come in the form of small miracles.........they just aren't always the miracles we had hoped for.

My Uncle Bob received the miracle he had prayed for..........he passed away on Friday........less than 2 years after the onset of his symptoms and only weeks after receiving the news that he had ALS. This disease would have slowly stripped my uncle of any movement and left him with seized muscles, unable to speak, and slowly suffocating. For a former athelete and someone who never wanted to compromise his quality of life, it was the worst possible scenario. However, in a strange twist, while he was still able to walk and complete most tasks himself, his breathing was the first thing to go. It was sudden and unexpected, but we are comforted by the fact that he would have wanted it this way.

We spent this weekend with his family, remembering Bob, his life, his convictions and his love for his wife, children and grandchild. We laughed, cried and celebrated the man that he was.

I will miss you always. Cheers, Uncle Bob.