Catching Up

Arlene's funeral went well. The husband was asked to be one of her pallbearers, but then they realized her brother would make it after all, so he gave a prayer instead. It was a very positive service, very hopeful, the kind of funeral that you leave feeling sad because you miss your loved one, but feeling uplifted and sure that you will see them again.

I am glad that I was raised to believe that this life is only one part of our existence, that we are more than we appear. There is always the promise of a new and hopeful future ahead of us. That hope gives me such peace and joy.

My sister and I had a ball together this last week. She is my youngest sister (much younger) and is very beautiful. It's pretty funny when we're out and about to see men's heads turn to watch her walk past. She never notices and gets embarrassed when I point it out. She's so cool.

She wants to move here, and I hope she does. I miss my sisters. She spent the week looking at job opportunities, checking out rental prices, etc. She's still living in our hometown but it's small and there isn't much opportunity of any kind there. Whereas here, there's not much for the husband, but plenty for a young woman just starting out. Hopefully she'll be back in a few weeks. We'll see how it turns out.

I'll be back next week. I've got some things I want to write about. I've missed blogging, interestingly enough. To think that at first I wasn't sure I could do this for more than a few days.