Tears To Houston

The last couple of days have been stressful, to say the least.  But, I am so glad I could go to Amarillo and be with my mom. 

Everything about the service yesterday was beautiful.  The pastor, who just happened to be my cousin, that did the funeral admitted to us, the family, it was his first funeral and he was nervous.  No one would have ever known it was his first funeral or that he was nervous. He did a marvelous job and said words to comfort all of us, especially my mother. 

I bought my ticket to return today.  I could not get all the way home today and am overnighting in Houston.  Tuesday, when I bought the ticket, I thought I would be ready to leave today.  I wasn't.  I hated to leave my mom this soon.   I cried and I cried and haven't stopped yet.

As I started through security in Amarillo, there was a crowd of people waiting there.  I reached down to pull off my shoes and a soldier exited through the other side.  The crowd began to cheer and clap.  A wife,ran into his arms.  The other passengers going through security stopped and clapped as well.  I was already crying.  That was reason enough to cry some more.

I am a mess.  I feel so alone.  I cannot even imagine how alone my mom feels.    I will be home tomorrow and soon be back in my routine.  My mom has a lot of lonely days and nights ahead.  Please keep her in your prayers.

Terri