Weekend Schmeekend

We had a death in the family. Uncle Howard. He was this sweet old man, the younger brother of the Husband's grandmama. He was in hospice for a couple of weeks so we sort of expected it. But expecting doesn't make it less sad. We got the call last week and made a whirlwind trip to Savannah to be with the family.



I wish that I had wise things to say. Sorry. My heart is preoccupied with the family today.