Thank you Sherry

When someone in your life dies you feel as if your whole world has been shattered. You feel alone, don't know what to do or where to turn. When Bryon died I was so blessed to have his daughter Sherry fly half way across the county to come and be with me, to guide me, and be a shoulder to cry on. Together we sat and cried, laughed and remembered. Sherry was a godsend. When her sisters husband Mike died once again Sherry was there. Sherry has this knack of just being there, a calming effect.  Two deaths in one year is alot to have to deal with, let alone being there to help to support. I am learning to live without my husband, it is a slow and painful process. Sherry is learning to live without her father and brother in law. I hope that she knows just how much her dropping everything not once but twice meant to me. When I drove back to Ontario to bury Bryon, once again Sherry flew out to make the drive back with me .Together we brought Bryon back home. I can't begin to imagine how hard this last year has been on her. I know that Bryon is proud of her, proud of all his children.  I hope and pray that among all the chaos, all of them, can find some peace. Please know how much your Dad loved you and thank you Sherry.