I am showing Saturday's sunset pictures , while I tell you of the past few days. Many of you know my brother passed away and was buried on Friday.
The viewing was Thursday evening. With family time at 6:00.. At 6:30 people staring coming through the funeral home. They did not stop till almost 9:30. Three hours of a steady flow of friends, family, townspeople and co-workers.
I knew my brother knew many people, because he never forgot a name. But I honestly was impressed with how many people came to pay their respects.
It also was a tough time for all my siblings , our families and myself. We will miss Mark. He will be missed by many. On the way to the cemetery, that is when I saw how much traffic was backed up for our procession to stay together. I told Ted, one of the poorest men in town truly was the richest with friends. That is when I cried without control.
Let me explain this, my brother worked 34 years , made lots of money. Spent it as fast as he made it. He had a friend who called him, a weekend millionaire...as he could spend his paycheck in a weekend , some times. Money meant nothing to Mark. So he actually had very little in material things. But the man was loved. I think more than he ever knew.
I have felt exhausted . I want to try to get back to normal, whatever that is, soon. Thank you dear blog family, for all your prayers, thoughts and kind words, you have held me up. Love you. XO