Waiting To Exhale

Sometime in the '90's there was a movie called Waiting to Exhale. It wasn't a great movie, it was okay, but I understand that feeling of having your life in a perpetual state of waiting. I'm not great at waiting, just ask my mom. I was even born a week early (she'll tell you it was because they induced labor, but I'm pretty sure it's because I didn't want to wait).
Even though I don't like to wait, I know it's something that pleases God. Isaiah 40:31
But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
I looked it up and there are lots of verses about waiting on the Lord.
Which is where our family is right now. Collectively, we are holding our breath, waiting for something to happen that is inevitable, but not particularly welcome in our lives. We are waiting for that phone call, the one that announces what you dread to hear.
Colin's grandpa who is 92 is not doing well. He was sick a week or two ago and since then he hasn't eaten much and he's gotten weaker. Yesterday we found out that a decision had been made that he would no longer be getting out of bed.
I have tried to prepare Ian. I told him that no one knows when they will die, only God knows that, but that Grandpa George isn't doing well and he may not have long to live. Ian is very accepting of this information. In fact, when I talked to him about it today (because of the new development) he told me 'I know, mom. We talked about this already.'
So we wait and hope and pray. Just waiting to exhale.