to adequately describe what the outpouring of love, kindness and prayers from you, my readers, mean to me and mine. I am convinced that I am blessed with the very best group of people in Blogland. Not only am I honored, but I am humbled as well.
My youngest son and my daughters have stepped up to the plate and are taking care of all the details. God has richly blessed me with my children who do what needs to be done in spite of their broken hearts.
Duane and I had talked some time ago about what to do should the unthinkable happen. There will be no funeral, according to his wishes. His ashes will be scattered at a place that had special meaning for him. My children are planning a get-together for friends and family at a later date to be held at a local park. Duane would have liked that.
I need some time to come to terms with life without my son. I am not abandoning ship, but will return. Your kind words, thoughts and prayers have eased the grieving process. May God bless you, each and every one.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.