And now, everyone is asleep still. My house, full of eleven, 8:41am is quiet. We are all tired from the last three days. The thoughts, the going on ourselves. The realization of life and immortality. The uncertainty of what is to come. We laugh and eat and hang out and then it is quiet and we remember why we have come together. All nineteen of us. It can get loud, but her voice above all others would have rang louder. We all know that. And while we can hear it, we can't, and it feels strange - to me it does at least. She was so loud. Who thinks they are going to miss the loud? It caught me off guard.
Procrastinating, I was wandering through my Facebook page, just seeing what she "Liked" in the last week or so...and the picture of me selling for the first time at the Downtown Market. She commented, "So Blessed to have this wonderful creative woman as part of my family!"
I will miss her encouraging words. About my blog. About my recycled creative art pieces. But fortunately (ha!), she was loud enough that I should be able to hear her encouraging words long into the years to come.
She loved God and all of her family and friends very much. She enjoyed reading and perusing the www, especially inhabiting FB and online games. I know many will miss her because of continued involvement in their lives, whether it was in person, via phone, or online. She was especially proud of her grandchildren: Josh, Tyler, Austin, Archer, JonPaul, & Brielle. Especially proud. I know they will miss her encouragement & "Grandma" privileges.
I know she is in amazing place right now, so I am happy for her honestly. She talked so much that if I listen, I can almost hear her telling me about it! "Oh Jenna, it's so beautiful, if you could just see this and that and on.....and on......and on....." That's the way she was.