The Wait

"Three score and ten" are the years we "expect".
My elderly friend and mentor has them, and more.
Now he is nearing the end of this life.
He has been in nursing home care for several years.
Last week he was in the hospital with intestinal blockage.
Surgery was prescribed, but not available because of his heart.
He is back at the nursing facility.
A mutual friend visited today, dreading the prospect of seeing him, but needing to see him.
Arriving at lunchtime, she found him finishing his shredded chicken and asking many questions.
He seemed to remember her, but not all the time.
Her report was a relief; we know she was blessed with this time.
We are extremely blessed to have shared and worked with him in our past.
God is good, all the time.