Rick died one week after my last post. David and I drove to Tennessee to be with Brynda, and lots (and lots) of family arrived from England. We couldn't stay long because our baby-sitter (my teenage daughter) needed to get back to HER life instead of just taking care of her brothers. (Yes, we did pay her for her time.)
Brynda is surviving. She is even working some. But her life will never be the same. We finally convinced her to come to my daughter's high school graduation next week. (Brynda was living with us 17 years ago when my daughter was born, so she has known her ALL her life.)
She is going to drive Rick's beloved Mini Cooper from Tennessee and we are going to buy it from her. He adored that car, and this way it gets to stay "in the family" but Brynda doesn't have to see it all the time (or randomly spot someone else driving it around town).
I haven't seen her since the funeral, and I can't wait to give her a big hug.
Thank you SO much for all of your support (Eric) and I will try to keep in touch a bit better (Eric).
