A week ago (on Sunday) I found out my best friend’s mom had passed away from cancer. The funeral was to be held in Utah and I knew I had to go. So Tuesday (at 3am) I left for Utah. My bff and I have been friends since we were 6…I’m not gonna do the math, but it’s been a long time…almost our whole lives. Her mom was my second mom growing up and an amazing person.
Tuesday and Wednesday I stayed with a sister in the northern part of Utah. The funeral/burial was in southern on Thursday. So both my sisters and I drove down. Long story short, I rode back to northern Utah on Friday with my niece and her new fiance. We had a nice drive and I don’t think I traumatized the guy too badly.
Saturday most of my fam went to Temple Square for the lights then to dinner at Olive Garden and Sunday I came home.
Seriously a long, stressful week. Paul’s parents took care of the kids during the day and he (obviously) had them when he wasn’t at work. He’s glad I’m home!
So sorry to hear about your friends mom. It’s especially sad this time of year, around the holidays. Makes you just want to go home and hug your family.
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