The Day After

Well today is the day after Lisa's funeral. Wrong. It is just wrong.
I am still so saddened that she was taken from this earth. The thought of those kids without a mother makes me ill. The funeral was touching. Tom read the eulogy. There was not a dry eye in the church. I was touched at how many people attended. Both frinds and family, along with many of the Providence community. It just doesn't feel right. Hope. Have to have hope. Strength. You have to be strong to go on. Love. The memories will keep her alive. Arick was very upset. I decided to keep him home from school to be there for his friend. It hits so close to home. All of his friends and moms were there supporting each other, ironically, Sam's mom was not. You shelter your children from as much pain as you can, and then the most important thing in the world to them is taken . . . then what? Hope, faith, strength and love.