Sunday, Grandkids and memories

Today was a pretty good day.  I started out to go to church, but I went and bought food and brought it to my daughter.  She doesn't have alot of money, so I try and get the kids stuff when I visit.
We went to buy gifts for Christmas shoeboxes that I've tried to make a tradition since last year.  We ate lunch at a sit down place.  They don't get to do that much, so it was a treat for them.  It was a pretty good afternoon.
The only thing was coming home at dusk.  That's the time it was when I came home to find my husband dead in the backyard.  It brought back all the memories, but it didn't seem to bring the tears it used to.  I guess it does get better, with time.