It's 10:30pm on this cold Saturday night. I'm exhausted physically (since I haven't slept much this week) and emotionally (I'm pretty sure I haven't cried this much...ever.) I tried to go to sleep over two hours ago, but just like the previous few nights; when my head hit the pillow, the tears just seem to start all over.
Last night we had the visitation for my grandpa. For two hours straight there was an unending line of people who came to offer their condolences and pay their respects. Many I had never met. Most with a story to share.
My grandfather left his mark on a LOT of people. From the Hell's Angels to the neighbor ladies across the street, Papaw would have been proud to have seen all those who came to say goodbye.
Then this morning was his funeral and burial service.
To be honest, I think I was much more at peace with his passing when we were at the hospital on Tuesday. Maybe in part because I wasn't fully comprehending the implications of what was taking place. Or maybe because right now I'm really struggling to let go.
Either way, this all hurts. A lot.
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Thank you, friends, for all of your kind words, prayers, phone calls, and cards this week. Each of you have been a gentle reminder to me of God's unending love and care, even through the most difficult of situations.
I know that time brings healing, but until that 'time' comes, I'm grateful to have such an amazing group of friends.
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oh my sweet friend, I'm so sad to hear this news...I just got to check your blog for the first time since I left the US. I'm crying with you! luv ya lots!
I'm not sure what to add to what's already been said other than this...you remain in our prayers.
Just want to say again that I'm so sorry....and many others tell you as well, you are loved and prayed for.
At a time in the not so distant past, Advil PM became a dear friend of mine. It helped me get through those soggy pillow kind of nights.
And part of the reason it hurts so much now is because we weren't made for goodbyes.
Love you.
Thank you all, for your words and prayers. I didn't really expect a response, just wanted to share my thoughts of the moment. You know writing is a kind of therapy for me, at times.
Again, I'm so grateful for each of you.
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