Heavy Heart.

I received news this morning that one of my favorite ladies at the church I grew up at passed away. Sherita sang at my parent's wedding, and in fact, she and I sang on the worship team together frequently. It seems like only yesterday that she was diagnosed with cancer--and indeed, her battle was short. This is one of those situations where my feelings are so conflicted--sorrow, anger, happiness, relief. I suppose the bottom line is that she's no longer in pain, and that's a blessing.

I think today may be a rather melancholy day...with the news of Sherita's passing (or "promotion to grace" as they say in New Orleans") coupled with some seriously awful allergies/cold...I'm not feeling up to doing much of anything.

Meeting with the bank is coming up tomorrow--wish us luck on being approved for a home loan!