After I finished wiping my self down, I could hear a bit of there conversation as I left the bathroom."I don't know, it does smell familiar, but I can...t put my finger on it."If you did recognize it." Nadia laugh. "You would definitely want to put more that one finger on it."The microwave sounded off, interrupting them."I'll tell you what it was later let's go back," Nadia said as she got the bowl of popcorn.She sat back on my lap sideways with the bowl of popcorn on her lap.My sister sat down. Sally startled awake from her nap in the sunshine, outside the pool house of her multimillion dollar mansion. She looked up, but her gaze drifted downward. I must be having a wet-dream, she thought. “I brought two friends,” Ginny said. “I thought you might need cheering up.” The cheering up referred to Sally’s husband dying. It wasn’t a tragedy—the man had been in his nineties, but he had been good to Sally, taking her in and becoming a bit of the father she never had and then, for the last two. "Ushers moved among the gathering distributing wicker offering baskets at the end of each aisle. The baskets were passed from person to person, each in turn placed some money into it, then were collected by an usher at the opposite end of the pew.As the baskets moved through the crowd Bishop said. "If we know and believe in God's love, it's not because we are wiser or more intelligent than others. It's because of God's pure gift, the faith we've received and by our giving. Jesus makes clear. Oh, you can feel it there, but you'll always know that it was just maternal instincts and that she had more important things to do or talk about rather than holding you and rubbing you kindly.But Mother Gaia helped me in a lot of ways. When I was sad from my mom's death, she was there and although she did nothing, she stood there listening to me whining about the unfairness of it all. Sometimes I would ask her questions, and she would reply with images that form descriptions of which I had to.