Well, it is now early morning of the day following Carol's memorial service. I thought the planned service went very well, but I would like to see and hear a replay because I was tired and my head was not screwed on very tight.
Since Joanney was there representing the porch, perhaps she could give you all an overview from her perspective.
I planned it all including the entire service schedule, the folder hand-out, some of Carol's favorite music, and even the outline of the Pastor's message. It was always Carol's hope (and mine too) that his message focus be centered around the saving gospel - that all in attendence might hear the salvation message as a final plea and warning from Carol that there is no promise of a tomorrow for anyone and that all must be ready to meet the Lord. I believe that effort was accomplished.
About 80 people were present from Christian and non-christian backgrounds - some coming from as far away as California, Kansas, and Iowa. There were a herd of Catholics there, two JW's, and a few that believed nothing at all. Now, the guests have returned home, and I have twelve florial arrangements, a stack of cards, leftover food, and a ton of loose ends to deal with.
Last evening my son bought dinner at a restaurant for over a dozen of my family members who decided to gather there to relax and enjoy the time together.
My daughter who has stayed with me for two weeks will return to Iowa this morning, then, must fly to Florida tomorrow morning to attend a sales meeting. My son and DIL will return to their jobs on Monday, but will be nearby to to help me as needed. Life goes on...
I am not in any rush to sort through Carol's things since I will need some time to get myself together first. Then, they will eventually be distributed according to her wishes.
I had been Carol's life support every hour of every day for a long time. It seems that I should still be doing something, but now the house is quiet. There is a big empty hole that will be there for some time. Even my dog Betsy seems lost, but now she needs me too.
Thank all of you for your prayers, your support, and your words of encouragement. Believe me...I needed them, but the need continues.
May God bless all of you!