Today is Friday. Fridays are always tough for me. Still, everything reminds of Mom and Dad. Today I had to go to SIRA in Bloomington. Mom had gone with me before. I remembered coming out to get her to talk to the Dr. about my results. I could see her sitting in the waiting room reading her magazines. After my appt., I went to Hallmark. This time of year, they have their Spring stuff out--birds, and Easter stuff, etc. I always went in there around this time to pick up something for Mom's birthday which is coming up. I'd usually get her some kind of little bird or garden thing. They had lots of stuff today that I would've bought for her. Seemed like everything in that store reminded me of her. The Yankee Candle potpourri, the birds, little Easter decorations like the candy bowl I bought her one year. Then it seems when I'm looking for cards, I always see the "Mom and Dad" ones. Happy Easter Mom and Dad. Mother birthday. I would've bought one of those today.

Hey, Dad, Purdue won tonight! No more choking in the first round of the NCAA Tourney. They beat Arizona. Dad would've liked that. Speaking of Arizona, I called Uncle Bill tonight. I know he is not doing well. He sounded very weak and could only talk for a few minutes, but he did talk to me. He said he was praying for me every day. That really got me. I'm praying for him every day, too, and I told him that. I told him how much Dad loved coming out in January to see him and visit. Bill said that was a great time. I know it meant a lot to him that Dad went out. Bill said they framed one of those pictures of the four brothers playing golf. Wow. It was just so neat that they were able to all be together one more time.

Bill said something like the Man Upstairs is in charge and there's nothing you can do. I cried after I talked to him. Aside from sounding weak, he sounded "good" if that makes sense. He asked me how my dog was! I told him I now had two Dachshunds. I told him I might move in over at I Street. I think he liked that. He said I could fence in the yard for the dogs.

I'm so glad I talked to him. He said to call again anytime, and I will. We love you, Uncle Bill.

Love,

Susie