I thought I'd post this here for those of you who don't go to the J.R. board. It's a recap of Frannie's visit to Ruthie last night--
Coz covered the bulk of everything. I signed the guest book as "Fran Hollis & the Just Racin' Family".
Every single family member I spoke to was so glad that the racing family was represented... honestly. Ruthi's Mom is a doll, and we had a couple of good chuckles.
Jordan's Mom was very nice, and Jordan just lit up when he found out I was part of the racing crew. He also never left his mother's side. Jay would be very proud.
As Coz said, Ruthi spotted me while I was talking to Jordan. Remember, Ruthi has never met me. I looked up and she was staring at me, eyes big as saucers and her mouth hanging open (yeah, I get this response every where I go... I am drop dead gorgeous you know)... I gave a little wink, and she squeaked "Franny!" and we created a scene. She started to sob, I started to sob (again), I told her to hush because I had to recite a lot of names... she said she'd been to the board last night and was just overwhelmed with the love and support. She's doing ok. She is. She seems more resigned to the "it is what it is" mantra (a la Mike Helton) but has a handle on things, and will be ok. It'll take a while, but she'll be ok. She was concerned about my driving home tonight, and tried (several times) to get me to stay with her, but I declined. She needs her rest, and we'll have time for a get together so we can stay up all crazy hours and talk forever.
Tomorrow will be rough, and the weather is going to make it more so. Nothing like cold and rainy on the day you bury your husband.
Oh, and it was open casket. I don't do open caskets, but from my quick glance, Jay looked good.
This was my first time to any funeral home since making arrangements for my Mom in June, and after hyperventilating in the parking lot before going in, it was good.
The funeral director let me change into "driving home clothes" in the employee lounge, and after a brief stop at DQ, I'm home, and almost ready to crash.
What was said above... it's all true. If this doesn't make people realize that "life long grudges" over this driver or that is a bunch of bullchit, then nothing will.
Life is too short. And you never know. You just simply never know. Stanton believes in living life to the fullest, every day. I'm starting to understand this mantra, and he's not as crazy as he seems.
Well, he is that crazy, but in this, he knows what he's talking about. I'm going to try to emulate him.
