I've been a bit out of sorts this past week. A woman from my church, happily married with a 20 year old daughter, died last week of very acute leukemia. They had the funeral for her yesterday, and it was terribly sad, terribly touching, but rather well done. This was mostly due to our excellent pastor. Her husband and her daughter both spoke, and when the daughter started crying, a floodgate was opened. Probably everyone in that church (like 300-400 people) just started bawling. I was no exception. When the husband spoke, he said that his wife would have wanted him to lighten the mood, but you could tell that he was terribly pained while speaking. I can't imagine that kind of loss. Thinking about it makes me realize just how much I should and do love my mother. I was sitting alone, but my only goal after the service was to find and hug my mom.
It was a crazy week. My thoughts are with the family as they grieve their loss.
