to everything turn, turn

My grandfather is dying. He's in the hospital and they are making him as comfortable as they can, but the end is imminent. I don't even know if when I go to visit him tomorrow if he'll still be with us.

I titled this post as I did because there are 2 things that are fundamental in the make up of my grandfather: he is a man of faith, he is also a man of science. I'd like to think that he enjoyed the Byrds take on Ecclesiastes, although it truth, I never thought to ask him.

Right now, I'm trying to take a deep breath, focus and keep those words in mind. As I'm sure Grandpa would want us to do.