I did not write yesterday. The only news I had is that Welch's contacted me for a second interview.
Today is Good Friday. Megalh Paraskevh.
As a child, this day was a day of strict fast and prayer in my home. We wore dark clothing, we did not watch TV and we did not outwardly celebrate.
Of course, in today's world it is difficult to practice the above unless you take a day off from the world around you.
My grandfather, Efthimios, was a chanter. He knew all of the "troparia". My father has saved his good books. As a child, I had learned them all from him; as an adult I have forgotten it, but am able to recollect in chruch and chant along with the others. I am hoping my father will play that role with our baby and the other grandchildren.
There will probably be a couple of more Good Fridays before we bring you home. So I will write more at that time.
Love, mommy
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