I discovered that I was carrying this long awaited baby at 11 AM on January 1, 2010, Our Lady's Day. At 10 PM that night, I got a call saying that my maternal grandfather had died.
After a long struggle with infertility and a miscarriage, my father's youngest brother is expecting a son on August 23rd. I've had a lot of fun comparing pregnancy stories with his wife, Amy, since I'm due with the 4th great-grandchild on August 30th.
Today, I got a call saying that my paternal grandfather, Bob Rupp, will start hospice soon for his cancer. He's declining fast.
My Papa might not be alive to see the babies.
Birth and Death. Death and Rebirth.
Our Blessed Mother, please pray for us.
