EDIT: I started writing this post on Sunday, April 19th...

Three hours in a car, by myself, music up loud, and yes - me siging along. Not much else like it. You know the feeling....alone, singing songs you love, no one can hear you, so you sing as loud as you can, you don't care that the cars passing you (going at least 80 mph) can see you singing. Mark suggested that I drive the car home and the kids rode with him in the van - with a/c. Not having a/c wasn't an issue at all for me driving home. Window rolled down, singing to the top of my lungs, who cares about a/c.


We have been in Mobile since Wednesday evening. Well, Mark has been there since last Monday, the 13th. The kids & I drove down after school was out on Wednesday. We buried Mark's dad Friday afternoon. We visited with his family, that we haven't seen in some time. Unfortunately, this happens. You know the scene. Family members that you never talk to or see and then you are visiting with them at an unfortunate gathering of sorts. Mark's words over the course of last week were "the only thing worse than a death is attending a funeral with those left behind." I love this, very true. These are the things I wish I could wrap my mind around and make sense out of them. There are so many mysteries to the past that would answer so many questions, yet we do not ask these questions. Why not? Wouldn't life make SO much more sense if we knew what happened that formed/paved the way for what is happening now? We have family members who visit the town we live in - frequently, from what I understand - and we never hear from them. Not that we need to see or hear from someone EVERY time they visit our little part of this very big world, BUT so very strange that we could be tailgating right next to family and not know it until plates were prepared and food was being consumed. My dear husband said that he just tries not to think about it. Just the way it has always been, but I wonder if that is the case. My family just never comes this way at all anymore. ha ha So, no worries of running into any of them at the grocery on the weekend. I think I must just be nosey...wanting to know what all happened in the past to make things the way they are now with many family members - not just Mark's family, but mine as well. I think there are many secrets in this world of ours.

Mark has had a busy week since returning from Mobile. He said last night, that the stress of the last several weeks is pressing down on his shoulders. He is on his way out of town this morning for several days. I know it won't happen, but maybe some rest can be found for him while he is on this leg of his journey. Mark's mother will be here this weekend with me & the kids. I think we will go to a gathering in our city on Saturday morning. I want to work in the yard some this weekend too. I hope to get a lot done (and I need to see about making some curtains for a friend! I must talk to her about it this weekend!). We will see what all I get done..