Today Mom and my sister came to church with me. It was a big stretch for both of them because my church is more formal in different ways than they are used to. Besides, today a woman preached, and in Mom's tradition, that is not kosher. Even communion by intinction (dipping the piece of bread into a common cup) is foreign to their experience. But they did come, and I was very happy to have them sit beside me in the service. Community.
Afterwards, the boys (who go to different churches) had wanted to have a picnic at Charlotte Beach and invite my sister and Gram (my Mom) along. But my sister was having a church picnic at her place of worship, and Mom felt that she should go with her to that since she went to the service with me. In fact, my own church was having a picnic, but I preferred to meet with the boys as planned.
Then at the last minute, they both slept in and when I got home, no one wanted to go to a picnic. Even Mom ended up not going with my sister. It was a day of lots of planned picnics, but not going. Some days are just like that. We will do a picnic on another day when everyone is up to it. Today, I stayed home and got some good rest since the boys ended up going out with their friends later. Ah, well. Sometimes you just can't plan these things. And that's OK.
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