The After

Steve's funeral was beautiful because it was full of the richness of faith.  It was God's gift to him - a blessing as his soul reaches Heaven.  Not only in the fitting words of his priest, the Heavenly music, but in the sorrow too of his widow, his little children, and his grieving parents.  The funeral Mass was rich in just the right way, well deserved for this honorable man.

I think we had our hardest morning yet.  Not happy with the way they left this morning...one mad at me because I brushed out her hair making it too fluffy, the other mad because I wouldn't let her wear the shoes she grew out of (literally) one year ago, the other a little under the weather.  It's hard not to wander off to a grass is greener scenario.  

It's my job to use this gift of time today to make it better by the time they come home.  A little more sleep in the schedule tonight, positive attitudes, planning ahead, and decorating for Halloween might do the trick.