Montana Bound for Grandma Stott

 We received a call around 10:30 am from Rick saying that Grandma Bessie just had a stroke and she didn't want rehab.  She felt like it was her time to go and Rick told us that if we wanted to say goodbye that we should probably get driving.   It was about a 9 hour drive to Montana and we were able to see grandma and say goodbye.  She was never awake, we were just able to talk to her while she was sleeping.  Rick was in Montana alone because Cathy was in Denver and she couldn't get a flight for a couple days.  Rick was starving when we got there so we went out to dinner, only for Jace to eat all of Ricks food.  We called it a night and got a hotel, went to the hospital again the following morning and made our goodbyes official and left Missoula. 

 

 We stopped at a little park so the kids could get some wiggles out before the long drive home.