Tomorrow we will move on back to Miami, but today is a "packing" day, it is also the day our dear friend Terry Bradshaw is coming to visit Renee…. No he is not the "old" Terry Bradshaw, but a friend we met who walked into a System One training class in the late ’80s and all the ladies in the room turned and swooned. What a lovely man, both in face and spirit! He is a true southern gentleman and he will visit with Renee until her next lovely friend comes, for Renee needs people with her as she recovers. Meanwhile… Knowing how hectic the last day is… I prayed before Mass for concentration. "Please let me pay attention." and I did for the most part, but after a period of silent meditation and prayer, the priest said, "Let us pray" and I found myself planning how many easy to wash and dry dress shirts and casual shirts and light brown and black shoes Chuck will need for the big cruise…. I looked up and whispered, "Sorry Lord, you keep me straight (and sane)"..! We have put together the major puzzle parts for a long trip starting May 4 2015 with a transatlantic cruise to the east of England on the Brilliance by RCCL, then staying on board that ship, we’ll cruise Scandinavia and return to England May 30 and spend 2 weeks visiting English friends before boarding the Queen Mary 2 in Southhampton to return to New York. I still have to get an English rental car and a trip from NY to Tampa Fl where our car will be at cousins Laura and Dennis’ new house. Needless to say, planning this trip, finding out all our Home Depot charges put our credit cards at risk, ISIS killing Americans, remaking dentist and other appointments for the slabs of time we will be in Miami…. I NEED to concentrate for that little bit of time that daily Mass gives to focus the soul. People ask why I go to daily Mass. It is a time of joy, of silence, of prayer… Yesterday was a celebration of the Mother of God. Remember when you were little and you ran to Mom, or some lady who was a Mom substitute, a teacher or a nanny? did you realize she takes her lead from the Mother of God as our "anchor, port, support, comfort," and as my Mother told me, when she knew death was near, "Mary will hug me, take me by the hand, and lead me to Jesus." In Mass, I remember to thank and praise God for his love… for the moon, the stars and the sunlight, for the flowers and the rivers, for life… God bless you! Love Sue
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