Saturday, December 11

WHAT A DAY!
Exhausted, I am -- we are. We had the memorial service for Cheryl's father this afternoon. Her brothers' families, as well as niece's family, all made it to Turlock. (My father tried to make it from Phoenix but got stuck in fog down in Bakersfield and ended up turning back.) And 30 or 40 Cornerstone people showed up to be an encouragement. And they were. It is amazing how much it means just to have people come and be with you. Many, if not most of them, didn't really know Earl. But they came for us. And that's very meaningful. The women did an outstanding job in putting together a "snack" spread. It was only suppose to be coffee, a few small sandwiches, and cookies, but they out did themselves and there was salad and fruit and enough cookies and sandwiches to feed an army. Then people just hung around and talked for over an hour. Then the family went to dinner. Then everyone came to our house for dessert -- all 19 of us. It was a wonderful full day. Thank you!

No comments: