Dear Red Buffalo,
It's been a week since you left this Earth. It seems like forever since I've talked to you while simultaneously seeming like just yesterday that we were all gathered around your bedside loving on you and giving you permission to leave us.
How do people do this?
This is hard.
I hope you saw us on the day we laid your body to rest. It was a beautiful day and everything was perfect. Not too long, not too much. Just right. We were all there...even both of your sisters. John Bryant talked about how you hated the food in Israel (specifically St. Peter's fish WITH the tail and eyeballs). Trell was sweet with Momma. The flowers on your casket were all tropical and gorgeous. Momma ordered it special for you. We dropped flowers on your casket before it was covered. Many of the flowers were camellias from your yard.
Before you made it to Woodlawn, Momma, Cindra, Merrilyn and I visited you at the funeral home just to make sure you were taken care of to our liking. (Surprise, huh?) You were looking very dapper in your navy and white. Momma gave you a whistle so you could call for her if you needed her and I put in your headdress. What a sight you must be in heaven with both a whistle and a headdress! Oh, Mom also showed me the mini screwdriver attached to the whistle, "In case he needs to get out of there" (the casket). You would've rolled your eyes.
Daddy, I miss you. I still need you in so many ways. I've asked you before and I'll ask again. Please stay with me!
Your Baby,
Mountain Flower
It's been a week since you left this Earth. It seems like forever since I've talked to you while simultaneously seeming like just yesterday that we were all gathered around your bedside loving on you and giving you permission to leave us.
How do people do this?
This is hard.
I hope you saw us on the day we laid your body to rest. It was a beautiful day and everything was perfect. Not too long, not too much. Just right. We were all there...even both of your sisters. John Bryant talked about how you hated the food in Israel (specifically St. Peter's fish WITH the tail and eyeballs). Trell was sweet with Momma. The flowers on your casket were all tropical and gorgeous. Momma ordered it special for you. We dropped flowers on your casket before it was covered. Many of the flowers were camellias from your yard.
Before you made it to Woodlawn, Momma, Cindra, Merrilyn and I visited you at the funeral home just to make sure you were taken care of to our liking. (Surprise, huh?) You were looking very dapper in your navy and white. Momma gave you a whistle so you could call for her if you needed her and I put in your headdress. What a sight you must be in heaven with both a whistle and a headdress! Oh, Mom also showed me the mini screwdriver attached to the whistle, "In case he needs to get out of there" (the casket). You would've rolled your eyes.
Daddy, I miss you. I still need you in so many ways. I've asked you before and I'll ask again. Please stay with me!
Your Baby,
Mountain Flower
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