I believe that I spoke with my neighbor, Diane, for the last time today. She's dying of cancer, and the doctors gave her 6-12 days to live. Today is the 12th day, and tomorrow, I'm off to Minnesota with my brass quintet. We won't be back until Good Friday. It's rare to actually know that a given moment, and a conversation, is the very last one you'll have. At least on this earth.
Please pray for her and her family this week.
I think that Holy Week is a good week to finish your journey in this world.