I won't recount all the funny things that have surround my friend's funeral but I will tell you two quick evidences that she was still around and probably was laughing out loud. (I only snickered under my breath).
1st. Kim and I have threatened my poor husband that we were going to get our HAM radio licenses for the past year. Jeff always tells us "NO!"I feel he is saying no because he knows we will mock his
2nd. Kim has a new neighbors where she's at now. They seem to be festive neighbors. There's an abudance of these whiligigs near her in the cemetery. Her nearest neighbor has a patriotic one, he also seems to like Dr. Pepper . . . . warm, scary looking Dr. Pepper in a bottle . . . on his headstone. I, and another close friend, are mostly responsible for her new home. The humor in location was not lost on us. And as the bishop stood formally next to this patriotic whirligig yesterday and took care of the graveside proceedings ~ I heard Kim laughing yet again.
I'm so glad there is humor "on the other side". Then again, maybe it's only "down there" where the laughter will be. Regardless, I don't think I'll be too lonely!
(I think they call her Shelby . . . )





