You may (or may not--I don't know) remember how I have a thing for taking notice of "the day before."
Today I'm thinking what a beautiful time we had together as a family the day before my Grandpa Glen died.
We weren't surprised, really, but we also didn't know that that day would be the day before he passed away.
Now, of course, we do and I'm so glad it was such a good day.
Today is the day of the visitation service at the church. Yesterday (the day before!) I spent it running to town to pick up groceries and making sure everyone had something decent to wear. Three boys had no dress-pants; I was lucky to find one at goodwill, but the others I had to pay full price for at Target. Not so bad, though, as one was $4.99 and the other was $14.99.
Linnea had no dress shoes, but again we made out well at Wal-Mart for $5.
I kept my eyes open for something for me but apparently they don't make things that look nice on me and that I can afford.
I guess I'll just hide behind my babies like I usually do.
Today is also the day before the funeral.
I gave three haircuts and have had each child bring me their clothes for tomorrow for my approval.
Dennis, Nathaniel and I are singing for the service and so we practiced for that, as well.
My grandma is doing well. She said to me as we ate supper on Monday night that she had the thought, "I'd better go fix him a plate..."
She's taken care of him for so many years that I know it will take a LONG time for those thoughts to diminish.
The children are outside enjoying a GORGEOUS afternoon and I just need to mend one little dress and then I'd better get us all ready to go.