After a week of pulling together the arrangements for Dad’s service, I believe things are finally set. Today, there is no need to call the church office, quarrel over the readings for the mass, or determine which pictures are appropriate to use and which portray too much happiness (in his marriage to Mom). What’s more, there is no work to offer a distraction for me. It is Good Friday.
But it doesn’t feel good at all. [Read more…]