Saddness

Saturday, May 22, Todd's step-father Ronnie died. In one month from my grandmother's death I was facing death and the whole burial process all over again. Though I was not close to Ronnie it was still very moving to watch his family grive over their husband, father, brother, cousin, friend, etc. Ronnie had a military funeral and the Freddom Riders even showed up. It was all very nice and moving.

When Ronnie was in Jackson Hospital and I went back for the first time I thought that was going to be the hardest part-wrong! Ronnie's body was also at Gassett Funeral Home and in the chapel where Memaw was. That was the hardest part. Just remembering how she looked, the smell of that place, and ALL the tears that were cried in that room. It all came flooding back. I know, I know-Memaw is not there, but it is where we saw her earthly body for the last time. It was where we touched her for the last time, and for me it was where I left part of my heart.

Everyday is getting easier-not a whole lot, but nonetheless easier. I am reminded of Carrie Underwood's song "This is our temporary home-It's not where I belong-Windows and rooms, that I'm passing through-This was just a stop-On the way to where I'm going-I'm not afraid because I know-This is our my temporary home."