Here alone, but glad to know that at least one of us was there for David's baptizing. Hubby called and said David sang his solo part on "Peace Like a River" like a pro, of course. Then when the preacher asked him if he was ready to be baptized, and had he accepted Jesus Christ as his Lord and Master, David loudly said, "Yes Sir!"
My son taped the whole thing, so I'll be able to see it soon.
After eating a spaghetti lunch at church they came home and went to a matinee today--at least the "menfolks" did. Tonight, they're cooking steaks on the grill, and having a cake for David's special day. I do wish so much I was there. Not for the steak or for the cake---but to feel a part of the day.
Hubby has called to check on me several times, and he hated going alone. He said when we talked before, "A hundred years fom now, nobody is going to remember whether I was there or not!"
I replied, "No--but 20 years from now, when David is 28--he may well smile and remember that he sat beside his Pop in church and then went up to be baptized while Pop watched, smiling at him!"
That did it.
He asked if I was sure I'd be alright, still hated driving the 4 hours up there, but got there alright. Played with the children til they went to bed, and he called, having a bowl of cereal before bed, and talked for awhile---saying how odd it was to be there without me. I feel the very same way, but I knew I would not be up to it, and I didn't want to drag the weekend down for them. I'm very much in hopes I'll be able to go with them to the beach, even if we don't stay the whole week. Hubby doesn't like the beach at all--and he'd GLADLY stay home! On the other hand--I've always loved it, but we've never gone very much. I'm hoping we can all be there together for a few days. The older we get, the less time we spend with our little family--and I want to enjoy time with them for as long as I can.
Hope everyone is having a good Sunday, and will have a blessed weekend!