Just a very brief note to say that I was able to attend my Godmother's funeral today.
I have been out of the house since 9.30am and got home at 6pm. I am physically shattered but so very glad that I was well enough to go. It was a beautiful, heart-rending and joyful service. It was the first Orthodox funeral I have ever been to, as a matter of fact.
I am shortly heading up to bed to get some much needed rest.This is the first day since my operation that I have been "up" all day without a rest and I don't want to push my recuperative luck too far :-)
To the Presbytera Celia - Memory Eternal !