My xhusband and his family were from the south. When my father died, the women of the family decided they would cook a meal for my family to have after the funeral instead of each sending flowers. They cooked a huge country meal and it was nice to not have to worry about it. My x's mother died when he was 8 and his father died when he was 12 and the oldest sister (at 21) took in 4 younger siblings. They knew all about loss and they were there to lift me up in mine.

I'm going to short out my keyboard with tears if I don't stop here - haha I do miss them.

Daisygirl