Memorial Day Blessings

Yesterday was memorial, pun intended.  We usually go see our son in the afternoons on Saturday's.  It's a two hour drive with a two or three hour visit and then another two hours or so driving home.  We don't get home until too late to really do anything useful.  We don't stop to walk in the woods as it's dark and we want to get home.  We thought we'd try for Monday morning since we were both off.  We could stop at some of the places we see but don't have time to stop, get there early, leave maybe around 2:00 or 2:30 p.m. and get home by 5:00ish and still have some evening at home. Great idea!

Well, we weren't the only people with the day off.  We arrived at the prison at 11:30 a.m., they open at 11:00 a.m.  The waiting room was already almost two people deep all around the perimeter.  We got on a waiting list, already number thirty.   My husband said "Let's leave and write him a letter."   I must be getting better because I didn't even have to think about it.  A sigh of relief came over and I said, "Yes, let's not let this take up our entire day off."   It really felt good and right. We thanked the corrections officer and left.  We proceeded to enjoy our day and each other. It was like getting some time back in my life. I wrote Marty a letter today.