If we didn't have your address here's the prayer postcard we sent out. . .
Greg and I both had some very sad moments last night. When I drove by Baue at Cave Springs yesterday there was a funeral procession heading into the cemetery and I started going to that scary place in my head thinking about the possibility of that being us someday in the near future. Then I started thinking where would Greg and I want him buried if that happened and thinking about Assumption's cemetery and then thinking about Mookie playing on the playground at Assumption someday and other kids seeing the name Beckemeier on a headstone and asking her if she was related to that person and what she would say or how she would feel. Then last night, as we were leaving soccer practice at Assumption, Greg was holding Connie and Connie kept pointing to the cemetery (you have to walk through it to get to the soccer fields) and saying something. Greg thinks he was saying "flowers" but he immediately got that creepy feeling and told Connie to stop pointing to the cemetery. We both feel better today, so that's good. I got up early and once I get Mook to school I'll get the finishing touches on the packing done.