We had our friend take over at the church library, and instead spent the the second hour talking to the one member of the bishopric who was still in town today. He was also on call at the hospital, so we really appreciate him taking time to talk to us. We also weren't sure how to go about addressing him about it, but the bishop had called before church instructing us to talk to him, and when we handed him our tithing, he asked if we had a moment. Apparently the bishop had called him with instructions, too. It was kind of like grief counseling. He's the same person we talked to on Friday, and we learned today that he is specifically a pediatric oncologist, so I really don't think there's a better person we could have talked to.
So that really helped, then after church we went to Mom's house for Steve's birthday dinner. We felt pretty guilty about being away from the cats for so long, but we think we needed to spend some time with people to kind of re-ground ourselves or something, and it's probably another big part of why we're able to hang out with Mimsy without randomly wanting to burst into tears.
Incidentally,
Today I'm thankful for a lot of caring and supportive people, being able to talk to the counselor in the bishopric, getting a chance to get away for a little bit but not too long, having time to spend with Mimsy tonight, and still having the Claim Jumper's chocolate pie Celeste brought us.