The funeral was quite touching, although the pastor did make a mistake and say "Connie and Jim." Excuse me, but that's MY husband! It actually was kind of funny. The flowers were beautiful.
I do wonder, why do people wait till someone is gone to come and visit?. Mom's best friend, who she had not seen since being in the healthcare center, came with her daughter. I think she is 97. Mom would have loved to see her!
My cousin was in an accident on the way to the funeral (Shirley's dad; she is my second cousin). Well, the car he hit was was also going to the funeral....one of Mom's nurses! Thank God all are well, but her new car isn't and neither is my cousin's car. Shirley got a ride from the nurse's Mom, and my cousin got there in time to eat and visit.
Shirley came home with me. Her dad drove a rental home and has to come back in ten days to pick up his vehicle. We wonder what it will cost. The nurse's car may be totalled. Hope she isn't the type of person to sue. I don't think so.
I kept it together pretty well during the day. Oh, I had my moments, like when I just looked around at Mom's family and thought she should have been there. I could tell, all in all, that I was being held up in prayer.
It was so good to have Shirley with me. She was such a comfort and we shared stories of my Mom.
I suppose I should go back to bed so I can be rested for the drive up north this morning. We are all looking forward to a fun weekend!