As I write this, my grandfather is sleeping in a hospital bed while his children (and grandchildren) make plans to see him one last time. We're not expecting him to be with us much longer, and while there is sadness in that, there is relief as well. Relief for him from his pain and suffering, and relief for us being confident in his destination when he leaves this life. Now, we wait. My phone is never far from my side, and each buzz stirs my adrenaline. The day is coming, and we are doing our best to prepare for the departure of this beloved man. My heart aches for our earthly loss and yet in the same beat rejoices for his heavenly gain. Parting is such sweet sorrow.