Friday was American Good Friday so the kids didn't have school. A couple of weeks ago, several of the mothers from school planned a playdate for the kids at Chuck E. Cheese for that day. That was before my mom died and before we knew when the funeral would be.
Monday I found out that the funeral was planned for Friday. I couldn't go to the funeral because I am 9 months pregnant and the baby can come anytime. So the dilemma was: Should I go to Chuck E. Cheese with the boys and let them have fun, or should I stay home and be sad thinking about my mom and thinking about everything I was missing by not being able to travel.
I talked with a lot of people and finally decided that since I couldn't be there, I should go ahead with my previous plans. The boys would enjoy the day, rather than being miserable with me (they cry when I cry) and it would be better for Liv if I wasn't crying all day.
It was still very surreal being at a Chuck E. Cheese on the day of my mother's funeral. But it was ok, I was with my friends and the kids were with their friends. I checked my watch a lot and had a pretty good idea of what was happening in Clearwater. I also talked to my family before and after the funeral.
Here are the kids having fun. They kept me smiling.







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Thanks Dorie, what a nice thing to say.
Posted at 5:08 AM on Mar 29, 2008 by Niki Alvey
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The other half of that Ecclesiastes verse is "a time to dance". You were remembering your Mom in your heart with respect while celebrating life. A beautiful legacy of love you are giving your children.
Posted at 10:41 PM on Mar 23, 2008 by Dorie
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