Two pews please

My sister, Ann, called as we were preparing to leave for church today. We waited for the kids to all get ready and off we went. She took them for the weekend to have some fun time. They went to go see their father yesterday for the first time in a long time. She said they all handled the experience well though they were sad. I can’t imagine what it is like. Emotionally the kids were holding up well as she said she had kept them busy the rest of the weekend. Ann helped us transport the kids to the church building on her way back home. Darin broke down as we pulled up to the church and he had to get out of the car. This isn’t unusual by any stretch of the imagination, he truly misses his mother, but the timing was just what it was. We’ll cope.