Tonight was the viewing for the young man from Local Catholic School that passed away last week. They held it in the gym at the school to accommodate the crowd . . .
It was packed . . . there were no parking spaces . . . and I saw some creative parking skills!
I got to see some of “my kids” and some of my old co-workers . . . it was nice to see them but sad to see them under those circumstances . . .
Watching football players cry was horrible . . . watching football coaches cry was gut wrenching . . .
Seeing him in a casket with his trademark little devilish smirk was more than I could bear . . .
Dang I hate January . . .
This touches my heart, Pam – I can only imagine how hard this was for you and all there. I TOO hate January!! I lost my first husband, my dad and my brother in this cold month. Hang in there, girl!
The third week of January is the worst week ever . . . over the years I’ve lost Prince Charming, my sister, my aunt, and Prince Charming’s Dad. It’s also my Grandma’s birthday . . .
I keep forgetting that you’re a January widow, too. Big hugs to you my dear friend.