Did March just whiz by?

OK, that was a busy month! I feel like I'm finally catching my breath. In one month my grandmother died, I hosted a get-together afterwards, David and I went to Philly for a weekend, Easter weekend came, egg-hunt and all (this was hosted by my sister, Wendy), I threw a kid's party for Noah's 6th birthday, we had carpet installed in our bedroom, and new (used) furniture arrived and had to be fit in. I'm bushed!

All I have to do this month is drive for three boys in sports, and throw two birthday parties. Oh, and on the last day, I go through "revisions" of my Dec '07 tummy tuck. My belly button and the edges of the scar, one on each hip, didn't turn out right and need tidying up. Just so this doesn't sound like my plastic surgeon is a quack - revisions are common. Plastic surgery is not an exact science. The docs do the best they can. I'm very happy overall with my tummy tuck, and would do it again, with the same doc.

Change of topic - Today I went to probably one of the nicest funerals I've ever attended. My friend, Kolene, lost her mom, Barbara, this week. Barbara was 74, and loved the Lord very much. She was ill for at least 20 years with various ailments, but always believed that the Lord would heal her, even up to the end. Kolene pointed out that she was like the prophets of old, who looked for the Messiah, and yet died before He came. She was picking out which color car she'd like when she got her license again. But she took a bad fall, and that was it. She's with the Lord now. There was harp music at her funeral service. "His Eye is On the Sparrow" was one of the songs. It was lovely. I was especially touched by the comment of one of this dear lady's grandsons: "I knew I was special because she told me I was." At the end, we all sang "When the Saints Go Marching In" and "I'll Fly Away." I thought it was a very sweet and homespun event. Barbara would have liked it. She left behind a husband, six daughters, and many grandchildren. Just like with my Grandma, it is a huge comfort to know they are not gone forever, but merely waiting for us to join them...