My 85-year-old grandpa woke up at 2:45 AM and drove 12.5 hours, stopping only for gas and one half-hour nap, to visit his family here in Utah.  This time, he called yesterday about his trip.  In the past, he’s been past halfway before letting even his planned host know he was coming!  We love his surprise trips, and since his first one a couple years ago, they’ve become almost expected :)  He shared wonderful stories, played the sax, and followed up on our lives.  Love you grandpa!

I heard heaven’s white noise today through my loving grandfather :)