Friday, May 2, 2014

May 2 2014

Randy was buried among the large trees and rocks on the Island..   It was a beautiful day.  Even the ferry boat ride home was positive.

However, today being Friday, I was so exhausted I slept all day.  And when I work up that empty feeling that Randy was gone was still there.

I laid on his grave a bed of baby's breathe (small white floors) layered with carnations.  It looks very appropriate.

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