Mom and dad get to the church and they have the praise and worship service, the sermon and then more music at the end. My mom hand gone to the ground but my dad didn't really think much about it because she has prayed this way many times out of reverence to our Lord. It was only when the service was over did he realize something was truly wrong. They got the ambulance to the church and they were going to get her to the care flight team. But she was gone before they could get her to the helicopter. She was taken to the place my sister was born.
I do pretty good most of the time. But for the last several weeks I have felt like just sobbing and I couldn't figure out why. Then it hit me. I was missing my mom. The upside is my dad has Dr. appointments today in Temple so we will get to be with my sister. I will write all about the trip next week. Until then I hope you have a nice weekend.