Sometimes the simplest compliments go a long way. I've been on the outs with life lately cause nothing has seemed to been going my way until this weekend. I had an incredible weekend. Jill came and it was great to see her. The weekend was so relaxing. Any ways...

Today, I went to church. I've been missing it a lot lately so I went and it was an unforgettable experience. The music was beautiful. I felt like I could sing better than I ever have been able to. The message hit home. It was about fear. And then towards the end of communion came the best part of mass. The musician played Ave Maria (Schubert). Go here: http://www.pianobrothers.com/Music/ADayToRemember
/weddingcd.asp#JumpName if you would like to hear an excerpt of this beautiful song. Click on Ave Maria on the left. This was my Grandma's favorite song. I started crying in church and I was so sad but happy because I knew I was in the right place. Not only did I hear Ave Maria, I heard I can only imagine. Like my mom said, I was meant to be there today.