Getting Old

My papa is turning 90 years old in a few days. We had his birthday party this past weekend. It was interesting to see how much he actually remembers. We had a little DVD that my uncle made for him of pictures. The part that surprised me was that he remembered stories from most of the pictures. He is doing pretty well for a 90 year old. I also love my babas bluntness. She was working in the kitchen cleaning up, and someone asked her what she wanted to do with the left over cake and she said, "i don't want to clean anymore" and sat down. It wasn't so much what she said, but how she said it. It was so matter of factly. Anyways, i feel truly blessed to have them in my life. I love my grandparents (on both sides) they are such a blessing to have around. My papa is turning 90 and i am turning 20 this year. he is 70 years older than me. I feel like i am getting old, yet i know i am so young still. It will be interesting to see what is to come for me.
On another note: (kind of to do with previous blog)
I also feel like God is happy that i want to get to know him, and he will meet me where i am at. I love how he reminds you sometimes that we can't work to get close to him. If the desire is there, he will be there too. He will also take you down roads you never new you needed to take, and sometimes on the way there you don't know where you are, or where your going. This makes it difficult to try and figure out your way if you don't even know which way you need to go. You just need to trust in the lord.