Words can’t express my appreciation for the love showered on my family this week. Bless you all.
The funeral was beautiful and perfect– I’ll write about it someday. But for now, I am fragile and exhausted. My body fills like I’ve run a marathon every day for a week, but with tears rather than sweat.
I’m so, so grateful for everyone, but I don’t feel like talking right now. This afternoon I’m putting Erik and the 4 older boys on a plane to Paris.
Gabe, Mary and I will stay with my Dad and siblings this weekend and then join them in Paris on Tuesday— my Dad will join us Saturday in Munich and spend the last week with us. So yes, it all worked out perfectly.
I doubt I’ll blog while I’m gone– maybe. I just feel very, very quiet. And I realize now that much of the reason I blogged so faithfully for the last two years was my way of keeping my mom updated on our life. She loved this blog and always praised me for my work on it.
Bless you, thank you, may God keep you.