I was on my way to an appointment and I saw people lined up by the street - for like two miles - I was wondering WHY? I thought, these people need a sign for their cause! I saw a lots of American flags. And a group of soliders and vetreans and school kids. ??? Finally I heard on the radio that a funeral procession was moving it's way down the road for a 20 year who died in Afganistan. WOW - May the Lord comfort his family! Well I started to cry as I got to the procession.
and I continued as the hearse drove by,
and all the way to my appointment. Why was I crying??? I didn't know him or his family or his friends. Was it because it's death and a young guy and it's still so recent with Ben? or was it because it was a soldier and he died so far away for our county's freedom? for the display of love and respect shown on the street? or was it because I was emotional and on the brink of having D leave for the weekend? Who knows - but I was thankful I chose that route to drive at the last minute so I got to see all those flags flying at half mast and have a dose of thankfulness feelings. God is in charge and works in mysterious ways - I could have heard it on the radio and it wouldn't have affected me like it did SEEING it - little dose of feeling the spirit helps put your day in perspective. Hard to descibe.
WELL - onto more cheery things of the day:
At Cradle School: Z did a good job of cutting out an opening in the paper plate.


WELL - onto more cheery things of the day:
