Blog stuff: May 2004 Archives
Sorry to have been scarce recently. The other midwife has been out of the office for a week and I scarcely have had breathing time at work. I haven't been sleeping well (listening for the ominous midnight phone call) and we have had a virtual baby boomlet the last few weeks. Today and tomorrow are grand jury days, and Saturday we will be an hour's drive north at the Statewide Ultreya (Cursillo event). Just got home a while ago from Ascension Thursday Mass - I am SOOOO glad to be in a diocese where it hasn't been 'time-shifted' to Sunday!
I see that a few more bloggers have decided to take a break - well I don't intend to be one of them. I still think that this is part of what I am called to do. But it isn't the most important thing in my life.
I strongly suggest that you all consider doing the Novena to the Holy Spirit. I've seen it on a few blogs around the Parish so I am not going to duplicate the bandwidth. But I'll be there!
I guess I can tell how tired I still am by the fact that little things have me on the edge of tears.
Today (thankfully) I have the day off from the office. I got up early anyhow and drove 45 miles to try to meet up with a fellow St. Blog's person who had told me that the family would be at 0830 Mass in a parish in the Lakes Region, and would I like to try to meet up there and maybe go to brunch afterwards? Well, I tried. But I guess that I should have exchanged some more substantial information.
I remembered this particular church as being in the middle of town the last time I was in the area. Turns out, they had moved it to a beautiful site about 4 miles out of town, and between that and the construction traffic near the High school that I had to pass to get there, I was late for Mass. Since the Mass was part of Open House weekend for the school, the church was packed. No problem, I thought that I could maybe wave a sign or something after Mass.
After Mass (which was wonderful btw) a few people left but most of the congregation stayed in their pews to listen to some testimonies. I found Father at the back of the church, asked him if he knew the family for which I was looking, and he did. He went into the church and could not find any members thereof, including the schoolchild who was part of the reason they were there and the church was packed. Father kindly called the school to see if maybe they were there, and I waited until after all the testimonies had been given, but to no avail. So sadly, I returned home.
I was the woman in the back of the church, R of the altar, wearing a straw had and a blue jumper. looking totally lost.