On the way to church, I was turning onto a ramp, and suddenly hot tea poured all over my lap (“Ahhhh!!!!!), and still by the grace of God I kept driving as Sasha’s cat-like reflexes caught the cup.

Thankfully, I had already delivered food from our favorite bakery to the church as my aunt suggested. I was bringing the kids and the photo of my mama. We made it in time to put a candle and receive communion. The memorial (with Koliva from the amazingly talented Nino) made my heart so full because we were remembering my mom all together, with my mom’s best friends there. Thanks to the Church!!!!

it’s not always so good. sometimes I feel so sad when I see my mom’s car with not my mom inside and I long to see her again. It happened again on my way to Wegman’s today. I am not usually sad when we are in church or at dinner but these random moments, they catch me by surprise and I feel such a depth of sadness all of the sudden! Then in time the feeling passes. And I feel okay again. I find hope again, by God’s grace