endings
I went to Brooke's dad's wake last night. Wakes seem somewhat barbaric to me. Parading dozens of people in front of a body that no longer holds the spirit of a loved one. Jack didn't look anything like himself, I struggled to find some similarity I could hold on to, but there were none. I didn't recognize the man laying in the casket, which is probably the reason I was able to keep from crying as much and as easily as I normally do. I only cried when I reached Brooke and her mom, realizing that nothing I said could really help. I simply said, "I'm sorry for your loss" to Brooke's mom, and gave Brooke a big hug.
Brooke has decided to go to AC for the annual conference after all. She's driving to my house tomorrow morning, and then the two of us will drive down from there. It is my mission for the next few days to try to comfort her as much as I can, and keep her as occupied as possible. Hopefully I will be able to help in this little way.
Brooke has decided to go to AC for the annual conference after all. She's driving to my house tomorrow morning, and then the two of us will drive down from there. It is my mission for the next few days to try to comfort her as much as I can, and keep her as occupied as possible. Hopefully I will be able to help in this little way.