Was organized enough this morning to do this. To rearrange the morning to allow for a visit to our friend’s house following her email about her husband’s sudden death. (Another friend had sent us an email three days prior asking for prayers – Mike had been admitted to the hospital – but it went to an email address we no longer use)
Sent a reply offering suggestions on how I could help.
Without a reply back, and now 9am, I drove to their home.
Knocking on her door, was afraid because I didn’t know what to say or how to say it. Nor what to do and when to do it.
So we just hugged. Sat down. And talked.