I talk to my family as much as possible while I’m away, because I miss them and wish they could be on the journey with me. When I talked to my mom yesterday on video chat, she was crying. She had to tell me that my grandpa had a massive stroke and things were not looking good. She was trying to get a flight to NY from FL to get to the hospital where he was taken. My heart sank, I wanted to be with my mom and my family immediately. However, for all purposes I am ‘stuck’ thousands of miles away on another continent until my planned return to the states on Sunday. I was really struggling, thinking the worst. But I was here, in a place where religion is very strong- so I started praying. It’s not something I do often, but left with nothing else I figured it couldn’t hurt.
I just spoke with my mom and she said that my pop spoke for the first time this morning, and it looks as though things are moving in a positive direction. My family told me to enjoy my time on this journey, when we still did not know what would happen. It was difficult, but they told me it’s what pop would want.
So, I continued exploring, and my next tour was of Petra, Jordan. It was a long walk into the city of Petra, but seeing the temple with my own eyes was certainly something I will never forget. So beautiful.
Please keep my grandpa in your prayers, thanks guys 💙