I woke feeling sad this morning. I had intended to skip church to bake and cook this morning, but something drew me there. I am glad I went. I went from sorrow and tears to praise and joy.
We went to my SIL's house for dinner. It was small and intimate. My other BIL has a large family and invited his other side to his house. MIL came with us. It was not so glaringly obvious that there were two empty chairs. One by death, one by choice. My daughter went to her BF for the day.
It was a wonderful time spent with three family units, catching up without all the chaos of a large group.I talked more with my niece today than I have ever in her life, I believe. It was great.
My parents are happily in Florida. Didn't even hear from them today.
I am thankful that God, for this day, took my mourning and turned it into dancing. I am praying that God will heal my broken heart. He makes all things new...
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