We flew into Seattle Thursday evening and were thrust immediately into getting Wendy's funeral planned. I took the bull by the horns and helped get it done. There was a lot to do. Obituaries to write and get in the papers, thank you cards to be written and sent (which I tried to get done as soon as things happened so noone got forgotten), purchasing burial clothes, putting together the program for the service, cleaning out her apartment, calling creditors and whomever closing accounts, and doing what I do best... making sure my family stayed fed. That was probably my favorite part - the feeding. We were able to sit down together as a family and just visit and comfort one another. I worried most about my parents, because I can not imagine what it must be like to lose a child who had so much potential. My heart breaks for them.
I mourn the life Wendy could have had.
This picture breaks my heart. This is my brother, Alan and his girlfriend the night of our family viewing. I know it seems morbid to photograph a funeral and someone's death, but I know these pictures will mean a lot to my family. I think we have all re-evaluated our lives and we have each mentioned things we want to do this year, personally, to improve ourselves.
So now that I'm back, I will be updating my blog more often. I have some great recipes to share with you. :) If you've emailed me about the cookie club, give me a week to get to you. Thank you!