November 13, 2001

• The funeral is over, the goodbyes have been said. I feel as if I can break from the void I have been existing in and get back to the business of living. It was a lovely service, but as horrible as I had imagined it to be. This was my first real funeral. I went to my mama's memorial service, but it was different somehow, and I can't explain how. Maybe because the casket was there...I knew it was only a shell in there, but it was very hard. They had a viewing, which I had no intention of participating in, however, in order to say goodbye to Rick (Dawn's husband, they had gotten married in July!) I had to go by the casket. It was one of my biggest fears, one I had had since I was a child. For Rick's sake, I swallowed my fear (It was the size of a basketball!) and went to him. And I looked...and it wasn't her! It looked somewhat like her, but she wasn't there. Howerver, it was standing room only for the service, this woman was deeply loved by many people, it was very touching.~~Afterward, our group went to eat and talk, remember, and smile. And now, I return to the land of the living...I will live my life more fully, for we have no idea when our lives will end or how many people our lives will touch!

  
  

  Love and Brightest of Blessings,

  
  

  Amethyst

  
  

   

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