When I awoke this morning, I wondered if I could actually crawl out from under the warm, fuzzy, cozy blankets I was cocooned in. Today was the day of the funeral.
The morning passed in a blur, trying to remain focused on what needed to be done and not on my emotional rollercoaster I seemed to have been riding lately. The funeral was an amazing one, full of celebration of Stew's life and loves, his humor, and his commitment to family & work. It's really just hard to believe he his gone from the earth and his memory is what is left....truth be know...he made a lot of memories! Memories that his family will lean on and cherish for years to come.
Coming home we found our daughter and grand-daughter walking in our door.
Our girl's back has been horribly painful over the past week or so and she was going to get looked at by a chiropractor as well as a Doc. The chiro treatment did nothing for her and the Dr. prescribed some major pain killers, poor girl....I hope she can get some much needed rest. I have never dealt with a wicked back problem but watching her gives me a furrow between my brows....my worry for her is great. Please add her to your prayers if you would, thank you. Ms. Molly and I spent a little over two hours together, I figured we needed something "time consuming" to do...so we built a gingerbread house. Wow. ...for a two year old child she has some great dexterity going on. She really did a fantastic job of putting the smarties, gumdrops and candy on the house and not in her mouth....okay a couple went into the mouth...but she was great about not eating any more!! We are giving the gingerbread house to my mom...her great-gramma.....a "sweet" Merry Christmas.
I am totally wasted now.
so .....good night ......sweet dreams.....
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