...But not forgotten

So I cried. The minute the procession began to leave the service, I let go of whatever blockades were placed in front of my emotions and just let it out. Yesterday I mentioned a ripple effect that traveled from here to other parts of the planet. The kind words from friends, family, professors, bosses, and others today showed me how very right I was. Paige's influence stretched further than I had ever imagined both in life and in her passing.

The trouble I had today was seeing my brother so broken. I know the healing process he'll go through will take many steps and much time but I just wish there was anything that was within any of our powers to make things right or whole for him again. Despite the tears today was a very good day. People gathered here at my parents' house in La Center to spend time with one another during this hard time. Mom's friends went to much trouble to prepare food and drinks for everyone. David and I were parking guards. Sarah managed coats. Heck, one person even managed to get their 4-wheel drive vehicle stuck in some rain-soaked earth.

Sarah and I drove Joseph home in my parents' boat of a car tonight. We chatted a little towards the beginning of the drive into town but soon thereafter silence was the only noise being made. A dark rain fell outside and only shrouded the seemingly longer than usual trip. The shine from car headlights silhouetted my brothers figure in the rear-view mirror and I only thought that hopefully a day like today can reassure him of the love that surrounds him.

I think when tears are shed on days like today for people like Paige, each drop points towards something very beautiful. I'd like to think that crying over a lost loved one is directly related to how much joy that person brought to others' lives. The more resilient the person, the more sorrowful the tears for them when their gone.

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