Two weeks ago today, we celebrated Amy's life publicly and then put her body with her "blankie", favorite stuffed animals, with the flowers and butterflies that had hung above her bed into the ground. We released balloons and watched them rise over the cemetery, over our home in the valley where Amy lived all her life, drift up over the mountain and disappear.
I would be lying if I said this last week has been easy. Monday, we realized our son's dog had disappeared. We have searched but have no hope that we will find her alive. On Wednesday I took my 82 year old parents to the airport for their flight back home 1000 miles away. Today, the farrier came to trim Amy's pony's hooves. I had failed to call him and tell him that Cocoa had died just a week before Amy died.
Tears come often and even gut wrenching sobs till I think my heart will burst from my chest.
There were a few high points also.
Wheels for the World, from Joni and Friends, came and picked up Amy's wheelchairs. We had three of them that we were able to donate. They will be refurbished and sent overseas to needy disabled children.
My daughters took me shopping and I managed to get through most of the trip without tears.
Today I looked through all the cards people have sent to us. Almost 200!
Amy's life has made an impact on so many people. It was comforting to read their words again.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."
Matthew 5:4
Cheryl, thanks for sharing yourself and Amy on this blog. Praying for you every day!!!!
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