On the way home

Ellie and I went to the grocery store and as I drove us back in the car after shopping, we were both sitting quietly lost in our thoughts.

I was thinking that as things happen in my life and events unfold in the world, it will sometimes hit me that I wish my mom could be around to see them. I know my mom would have loved watching the coverage of this election. And I would have loved to see her reaction to Barack Obama. I know she would have agreed with his politics and she would have been drawn in by his intelligence and charisma. And I know she would have thought that he's a total hottie. So I was thinking how it sucks that she never got to see Barack Obama.

As I was thinking this, Ellie said from the back seat, "Do you know what I was doing?" And I said, "No. What were you doing?" She said, "Praying." I said, "What were your praying?" And she said, "I was praying to God to make your mom alive again."