Today was the prayer service for my mom. It was a very nice, intimate service, just like she would want. The day was great weather. Afterwards, family came to the house and we ate, talked, laughed, shared, cried, and just enjoyed being together.
Now, my nephews are upstairs either helping Marisa with some math homework or sleeping. I haven't checked on them for awhile, but it's really, really quiet.
Tomorrow I need to get thank you cards for all folks who sent flowers and food. We are truly blessed. My mom had alot of friends that loved her as much as family did. I miss her already, but I talk with her daily. No one seems to mind, I guess they do it too.