“Downpour of blessings,” I remarked to Mitch as we drove to MI amidst pouring rain. However, the rain stopped when we picked up my father to eat lunch at the local Russ’ restaurant.
The blessings continued as we were able to take him for lunch and then visit in his room afterwards. After eating the tasty twinburger, he perked up and spoke about various topics. His plant, as pictured, needed some help. It was a little scary!
After dropping him off, we continued our trek and visited my mother’s gravesite. Something shiny caught my eye as I viewed the site. It was a dime. Looking around, we saw currency on other gravesites as well. Apparently, leaving a coin on a gravesite is a sign that someone visited it and remembered my mother from years past. We joked about the dime and said that my mother would have asked, “Why not a quarter?” She was always trying to bargain for deals which could be downright embarassing at times!
The day ended with an early dinner with my in-laws and extended family. As we drove back to Indiana, I reflected on the downpour of blessings we observed and continue to see. God is good all the time. All the time, God is good.
A Journey Worth Remembering 