My Uncle Tim

Andy and I are in Nashville, TN staying at my aunt's (my mom's sister) house. Early Monday morning, shortly after I returned home from the emergency room after scratching my cornea, my 49-year-old Uncle Tim had a stroke. On Tuesday his situation worsened and they knew he wouldn't make it through the night. Suprisingly he did, which turned out to be good in some ways because they were able to initiate the organ donation process. He was declared brain dead, and officially dead, at 10:50am, but was kept alive via respirator so as to enable the donations. The visitation was tonight and the funeral will be tomorrow. All my family is here supporting my aunt, which is good, but, obviously, the entire situation is pretty sad. So, I certainly would appreciate prayers for my aunt as she learns how to live her new life as a widow. Fortunately she has a great support network through her fellow teachers (she is a first grade teacher) and through church connections. Also, my mom's other sister lives about 5 minutes away, and their parents are about 30 minutes away. No matter what, though, it will be so hard. Andy and I will be home Sunday evening.