N is for Noon

Tomorrow (not exactly at noon, but close enough) my mom is coming over for a while. She had a business meeting here in town in the morning. Her boss (who is also a dear friend) told her to go, then take the rest of the day off to spend time with Zachariah and I since she was already here.

I have to say even though I just spend the weekend with my parents, I'm happy to spend more time with my mom. She's one of my best friends. And I was just at a funeral visitation tonight for a mother of my friend. She was only 50 years old (a little older than my mom). A week ago Friday she drove herself to the hospital because she wasn't feeling well. After some extensive testing, they found that she had lung cancer (very advanced already) and it had already started spreading to other parts of her body. They were discussing treatment options. She didn't even have a chance to try though. This last Friday, she passed away. So sad. The family is handling it well. They know that she was a Christian and loved God. They look forward to being reunited with her in heaven.

After we got home from the visitation, I called my parents. I called just to say "I love you". My dad just paused when I told him that's why I called. I said "Is that OK?" He said "Yes, I just thought there was a punchline." Ha, that's my dad always waiting for the joke. He understood once I told him why though. And I felt better just talking to them. It's hard knowing we can't predict the future. We don't know what day will be our last (or a loved one's last).