Tried

I tried yesterday to write about the funeral but was just too wiped out. I did take the time to add pictures to the post about the family service and I added some comments there. We didn't even get started writing thank you cards as my brain just wouldn't go there. Instead I sought solace in my mom's best friend, Estella. We talked over an hour and she was such a blessing with her insights on how best to help my dad now. I also slept for 2 hours and then felt good enough to pick things up around here. I was glad that we still had food left over from the funeral.
Today we're going to write the cards out and prepare for Sabbath. I just learned that Robert is going to clean grain tomorrow which leaves me alone to go to Eureka and deal with dad. ): At the risk of sounding like my dad, I wonder why God chose the busiest time of the year to take my mom. I hope to have time and energy to share my thoughts about the funeral yet today but we'll see. Cora and Jacob have a few pictures from the funeral on their blogs if you don't want to wait for me to have time.
Did I say that my oldest brother never came? Estella told me that this will haunt him for the rest of his life--she has seen it in others. I prayed so hard that he would come, if only for his sake. I guess he's determined to play out his role in the family of black sheep. I wonder if he'll ever realize that God doesn't care about the color of the wool--He loves us all.
Please keep us in your prayers.