It is 1:46, and somehow I went over the limit. My time to sleep is eleven o’clock, but this has been an awesome weekend. I needed some time to write, and to reflect. I do know that if you have family, you should remember them, even if it is a note in the mail. I just finished one to my sister. She is the only immediate family left. She lives in another town, with her husband, and they are fine people. She makes cakes, cookies, and food to take to church, and often shares with people she knows won’t do this for themselves. I visited once, and she was always cooking for someone. I call this God’s love through your hands.