today is three years since my dad left this earth. We had a huge thunderstorm already this morning, more on the way today. seems fitting to my mood somewhat.
we went to morning mass today - me, my mom, my kids - as it was said for my dad. the man who read the intentions butchered his name, someday I hope whoever is reading gets it right. Sigh...
after mass I stopped in the church office and talked to the receptionist. I told her I wasn't crazy about this taking over of dad's conference room. she wasn't real happy with me and said what else could we do. and that my dad would have been the first to say move in there. whatever. I told her if his photo comes down off the wall, I wanted it. She said the priest wouldn't do that, but I said I think it will happen. And if it does, I want the picture.
perhaps if this large-headed priest had handled this differently, I wouldn't be so pissed off. I am sure he will hear about me being mad and confront me. alas...such is life.
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