This morning Dale and I had some of our normal Monday morning errands to do before we could get ready for the trip to Pennsylvania. One of those errands is going to the bank. We go to the same bank every week and all the tellers know us by name. They ask the same questions every week too, like how are the children, did we have a nice weekend, how was church. This morning was no different until Dale told the teller about my mother’s death last week. As we were talking she informed us that when they were have prayer (that right, a prayer meeting at the bank) this morning that there were a lot of deaths of loved ones on the prayer list. She told us that her prayers were with us. I am sure on Tuesday at the prayer meeting at the bank someone will be praying for my family.

After we left the bank we headed to the mall to pick up vacuum cleaner bags. Friday, we discovered we were all out of them when Dale’s aunt and uncle came to visit. We also had to drop off cupcake to the guys at Radio Shack. We had some around the house and did not want to waste them.

Later this morning, I got to represent Preston Wesleyan Church at a luncheon given by the Salvation Army. It was thank you luncheon for ringing bells at Christmas. Dale and I had a nice time. At first we thought we were going to eat alone, but finally with three very nice ladies sat with us.

One the way home Dale and I saw something sad. It was a very small funeral procession. It was made up of just three vehicles. `The thought came to us at that moment how sad of someone dying and being alone at the end.

When we got home, it was back to getting ready for the trip home. I thought I had prepared myself, but I have come to the reality that no one can prepare oneself for a trip like this. It is only by God’s love and His strength, I will make it this week.