what an evening

::::sigh:::::

what an emotional overload.
sitting by the boy that makes me smile.
seeing pictures of PSCC family that are no longer family.
hugging people I haven't seen in a while.
hearing that Pastor Tom speaks highly of me.

that last one was a killer. there are so many aspects of all of this. i cried because i saw my step dad in a picture on the slide show. i cried because i saw my best friend's dad on the slide show. i cried when Lance and Pollie spoke highly of Tom and Ranae. i cried when many people spoke of what Tom and Ranae have done for everyone. partly sweet, partly bitter. it's true, i haven't healed. no one has. that lump of tears that i wrote about before? still there, stuck in my throat. and tomorrow i'm going to have to say goodbye to two more Isenharts. it's all too hard sometimes. but ready, set, go: sleep, then smile and sing Jesus songs, then hear more amazing stories about Tom and Ranae, and see all the slideshow pictures that made me cry and will make me cry again, then try and piece myself back together.

Cori Boyt is my hero.