*Be sure your sound is on. The first song on my blog player, The Glory of it All, goes with this post. For some reason this time of night always "gets" me. I'm sitting on my couch, 300 miles away from my mom, wondering if she was exhausted today and fell asleep early, or is still making her laps around the nursing home halls. Its something I've wondered nightly for the past four months. I have been doing a lot of processing since Easter, hence my lack of faithful blogging. My family had the opportunity to go to church together on Easter Sunday. We all woke up before sunrise to get ourselves and my mom ready, and made it to the early service at Fellowship in LR. There was something so emotional, besides it already being Easter, about taking my mom to church. It has been a long time since we have gone as a family, and realizing it might be our last time there all together made it even more special. I'm not sure she knew where we were, I'm not even sure she knew