Bittersweet

As you all know I'm at home.  Today was my Uncle Art's memorial service which was absolutely beautiful.  While it was really sad, we know that he is in Heaven and it was great to see so many people come out for support (even though I had absolutely no clue who half of them were.)  I got called in to distribute communion but I didn't even have time to be nervous so it went well.  The best part of mass was when little Jared (my cousin Jared's son--you can see how this gets confusing every once and while) sang Ave Maria.  He was in the middle of singing the song (of which he did an awesome job) and the sun came out causing everyone to cry even harder than they already were.  Sure enough, Uncle Art was smiling down on us from Heaven and what a better moment to show up than while his oldest grandson was singing for him.  All of you know how it was snowing and this was no coincidence and I said, if anyone here was doubting that God exists, they sure as hell don't anymore.  We all then headed to Hackney's and watched the Illini blow a perfectly good game.  We then headed back over to the Lutz's (where I've spent more time than my actual house since being home.)  We ate more, watched the Hawks game, and enjoyed each others company because days like today remind you to love your family and friends while you have them.  Hug someone special today and get pumped for the Bears to destroy the Packers tomorrow!