So, yesterday was the funeral. I don't mean to offend anyone by this at all but I have never been to a black Baptist funeral. I have to admit that I was a little nervous for all of the "hallelujah's" and "praise the lord's". There weren't as many as I thought. I did even catch myself nodding my head to the preachers words and even let a few "amen's" slip out...

All in all, it was a beautiful ceremony and I had nothing to worry about. Funerals make my sweet one all nervous and sick to his stomach so of course he acted like a weirdo all day but I forgive him...funerals are definitely not something easy to deal with.

After the cemetery visit we all headed back to the church for "fellowship" as they called it. Basically - talking and chewing. And let me tell you, if you've never been to a black funeral they don't do the customary cold cut platters...I'm talking FOOD was served. Sweet potatoes, ham, chicken, mac n' cheese, green beans, corn pudding, rolls, meat balls, chocolate cake, sweet potato pie! Nothing like drowning your sorrows with some good old comfort food. They do know how to live and to die I suppose.

Anyway, I'm glad that day is over and the family can get moving on their road to recovery and concentrate on the good memories they had with their wife, mother, sister, daughter, aunt, etc...

Make sure that you all give someone you love a hug today - even if that means you have to put your arms around yourself and squeeze. We could all use a little love sometimes. I'm sending a hug out to each and every one of you...