She's being moved to a nursing home today, and will be receiving hospice care. We knew that this day would come and my brother and I have been planning for it -- we had hoped it wouldn't be soon, but that's always the case.

Needless to say, the phone calls have been numerous. The family -- cousins, friends, in-laws -- is rallying, preparing for the inevitable. We never approved of her lifestyle (laying in bed literally all day and night, eating pizza and swilling soft drinks, only going out to go to the emergency room) we knew that there would be no change. Prayers assailed Heaven, but we knew that any change had to come from inside her and it hasn't.

And so....