Today, I attended a Memorial Mass for one of the uncles in the extended family. One of my cousins and her daughter gave me a ride there and back, so I didn't have to drive. It was truly nice to sit and relax while someone else drove. :)
One of my aunts had requested some leaves from a plant that we use in making curry. We call it "curry leaves"; it is used in a similar manner as bay leaves. I have two curry leaf trees in my garden, so I picked a big bagful of leaves to take to my aunt. This is the same aunt who gave me two big bags of clothes, last week. In fact, I wore one of the skirts she gave, today, and she blessed me with another bag of clothes (two shirts and three jackets).
At the conclusion of the Mass, they sang, "Take My Hand, Precious Lord", written by Thomas A. Dorsey. It has always been one of my favorite gospel songs. I have often sung it, but, today, there was a special poignancy in the words, for me. It was more than a song; it was a prayer.
After the Mass, members of the family and friends said the Rosary.
Afterwards, we all went over to the home of the aunt whose late husband we were commemorating, to have lunch. It was nice to see some friends I don't see all that often.
After I came home, I video chatted with daughter, did a load of laundry, took a nap, watered the back garden, spoke on the phone with several friends and, watched a televised broadcast of the Pope's visit to Philadelphia.
It was another hot day (100+F), but it cooled down in the evening. Tomorrow is supposed to be another hot day. Tomorrow, I need to water the front garden.
Today, I am grateful for:
- The opportunity to listen to prayer services
- More clothes from my aunt
- Being able to give some curry leaves from my garden to my aunt
- A ride to today's family gathering and back
- Getting together with family and friends
It was a lovely way to spend Saturday. Hope you all had a lovely Saturday, too.