Over the Memorial Day weekend, Malu's Grandpa Jim had a heart attack. I'd heard about it about half a day after it had happened, and he was already in the hospital prepping for a surgery. In the end, he had stints placed in his heart, and was sent home to recover. What a fighter this guy is and Malu and I are just so thankful that he is well.
Just a reminder of how fragile life is sometimes and how important it is to keep those that are close to you...well, closer...even if they do live far away.
We love you, Grandpa Jim...and the rest of our family in Utah!
