Well we have made it back to Texas. Thank you for all of your prayers over the weekend. It was rough. I definitely have a new perspective on how precious each moment of each day is. Tania was driving 25 miles per hour and was 45 feet from her driveway. Her neighbor pulled out of his driveway in his dump truck with a clear view of the road. Tania had a clear view of him. We will never know what happened that caused her to hit him. When she hit the side of the truck she went up into the windshield and the steering wheel hit her chest. It was awful. The funeral, however, was amazing. Her husband did the message and 4-5 people raised their hands to accept Christ! All of her children spoke. The whole place lost it when her dad got up and said, "Today is Father's Day - and I am Tania's father." It was moving. But, we know that she is with the Lord and she would want us to rejoice about that. She will be missed. May we never take for granted each day that the Lord gives us with our loved ones!