Thank you for all of your kind words via comments and cards. I never had a lot of experience with death until I lost my grandfather in 1996. Since then, it seems like it’s one thing after another in my family. Your thoughts and prayers are the life raft I needed to get me back to shore safely and to allow me to continue on when all I wanted to do was drown in sorrow. The past week was rough, but it seems like my family is slowly getting back into their routine and dealing with everything. It’s times like this when I wished I lived closer to them.
We’re leaving for Indianapolis tomorrow morning, so I’ll be away for a few days AGAIN. But I didn’t want to take off without saying thanks.