This post is a little later than I had hoped. But better late than never:) Idaho was just as fun as we had hoped - with a few obstacles we had not hoped for. We made it to Yellowstone on the 4th of July and it was so good to be reunited with family. We spent the afternoon/evening catching up and exchanging many hugs. It was fun to watch mason tag along with his cousins who were a year or two older than him. He tried to do everything they did - so cute:) Saturday we went to Yellowstone. We saw some bears, bison, and even a moose. Unfortunately, Mason had developed a cough on our trip and it was only getting worse. We could tell his throat was hurting him more each day and he also had a fever. On Sunday morning we took him to the closest ER ( 1 hour away). We arrived back at the resort 3 hours later with some antibiotics and a diagnosis of bronchitis. The next day he was feeling much better already and so were mommy and daddy since we finally got a good night of sleep.
Monday morning we said our good-byes and headed home. It was Tuesday morning when we woke up to a phone call saying Grandpa Dyk had gone to heaven that night. In a way, our prayers had been aswered. Dealing with death is never easy, but my Grandpa's death was more of a celebration for us. He often quoted John 3:16 to anyone who would come to visit.... "that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have everlasting life" And I know my grandpa is singing with the angels right now.
