1/30/19 Red sky at night, sailor's delight

     I am sitting in the bedroom alongside Gabrielle right now.  I briefly looked up and noticed the most amazing beautiful pink sky through the trees.  It's absolutely stunning.  I know.  By the time you read this, it will be gone.  Maybe there will be another pink sky tomorrow.  There's something about a pink sunset that cheers my heart.  Maybe it's because of that maritime saying: "red sky at night, sailor's delight; red sky at morn, sailors take warn".  I like to think that God is giving Gabrielle a foretaste of what's in store for her up yonder, a pulling back the curtains for a sneak preview, if you will.  
     Our bedroom setup is such that she is lying in bed, on her left side facing the windows looking to the south through a bunch of trees.  Even though we are surrounded by houses, the view from the bedroom is so peaceful: trees, pink skies.  She opens her eyes and looks off through the window, lost in thought, reflective.  So peaceful.  I take comfort in the fact that she is no longer restless.  She is breathing smoothly and without any effort.  
     She is so strong, such a champion. She has fought well.  Now the warrior is getting her much deserved, well-earned rest.  
Now the sailor is approaching that safe harbor.
     And that's pretty much it for now.  Thanks for checking in from time to time.  So many people have expressed been supportive of Gabrielle (and all of us) on this journey.  Thanks to all of her "shipmates" on this journey.