Saturday, October 13, 2018
Well, today was a pretty nice day. We had our Parish Mass/Meal this evening. It was supposed to be held outdoors, but due to the cold temps and damp weather, they moved the Mass indoors. My 2nd graders sang a song at Mass - We Believe by Christopher Walker - youtu.be/qoah_LmqNH0
. Since I have only had 5 weeks to teach them, they did pretty good. I have 15 kids in class, but only 6 showed up. But the folks in church gave them a round of applause after they sang. I was really proud of them. It was also the first time this week I have been out of the house for almost 4 hours. It was a little rough. But I wasn't going to miss the kids song since we worked so hard to learn it. Tomorrow I am going to try and make it for PSR class. We are starting the training for First Reconciliation. The kids should get a kick of the eye I have drawn on the patch I am wearing on my left eye. I think it is kind of cute myself. I got a lot of ribbing from friends at church, and a lot of questions about the eye patch. I did ask my friend to sub for me at Bible Study. I think PSR will do me in. And trying to read the small print in my Bible certainly won't help me. Making the best of a bad situation. Tonight was rough as last night I heard that my friend in the choir who has been fighting ovarian cancer was told this week that the cancer is back and there is nothing they can do. They can only give her a pill to slow it down. She has fought so hard for the last two years. Was told twice she was cancer free, and it came back. We have been friends for over 30 years , and I felt bad when she sent me a note telling me how she was praying for a quick recovery for me. Here this girl has been given a death sentence and she is worried about me. Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair. After Mass, we went down to eat dinner, and when I had a chance to talk with her, we just hugged and cried, and she told me not to worry about her, that she is ready for whatever happens. I just sobbed. I knew this we going to happen sooner or later, but I was really hoping it would be much later. If you could offer a prayer for Judy. I do still believe in miracles and maybe one will come.