Day 17 of the Lenten journey has come and gone.  By the time I am writing this, so has days 18 and 19.  I cannot remember how day 17 went.  I know I spent time at the funeral home and worked hard to be with a family then.  I know that my mother-in-law was in town and that I had Italian for dinner.  But how my driving went, how my foul language went, etc., it is pretty much lost.  I hope that I did not disappoint God.