Steve has spent time with us in the past and I feel like I know him pretty well. He probably thinks I'm such a selfish person, because when he called yesterday and gave me the sad news, we talked a little about plans or lack thereof, and I asked him to tell Jen to send me the music box that I sent Maggie. Afterward I felt awful and shamed. How could I have been thinking of myself when he had just lost his mother. I am confessing this in public because I need for God and Steve to forgive me. It was horribly insensitive. My brain was not functioning obviously.
I can't seem to stop crying, especially when I read your posts. I'm happy that you can feel the joy of Maggie's homegoing. It stinks to be left behind though. God be with you to comfort and guide.
Love, Nan