finally over. What a long day. I suppose tomorrow will be even longer. There were so many people tonight at the reception that I lost count. Over 150. People from years back came to support my dad. That is awesome. I hope that I can have a small portion of the impact that he has made on other people during his lifetime. Incredible.
My younger brother, Tim, is really struggling. I think that perhaps he is going through the same thing I am, grieving over my mom as well as Gerry. Sure wish I had been able to grieve for her 20 years ago when she died, I think a lot of things I’ve experienced would be easier. Mr. Burson came up and asked me if that was Daniel playing the piano, but Daniel had left long ago. It turned out to be Tim and it was just amazing. I’ve never heard him play like that, he was pouring his very soul into the song. I went and got Terri to listen but the door was locked and he heard us trying to get in and stopped playing. He was hurting so much that he couldn’t continue. I wanted to reach out but once again, I failed at the simplest of all human tasks, showing emotion. How I wish things were different.
Well, it’s late and I’m exhausted. Late.