A hard week

It's so gloomy and damp outside, I need a nap, I needed a nap since 10:30 am. This has been a depressing few weeks. We had so much funeral work I am emotionally drained. I normally enjoy this type of work.  I like the scale, and truly enjoy making beautiful pieces that are not the norm; small gardens if you would, a little bit of sunshine amongst the sadness. But this week it was harder then most. Too many tragic stories that broke my heart. A tiny little girl died (here in town) and I just don't understand it.  Last night was the first night without funeral work in two weeks and I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to watch the Whitney Huston Funeral on Youtube; I cried for 3 hours.
I was in the 7th or 8th grade when she first came in to the seen, the first compact disc to ever sit in my hands. She was something else, her voice like no other and beauty beyond words. I felt a bit angry as I watched, so many people there, at the funeral, many of great resources. How is it that nobody could help her... some deaths (early ones) feel so unnecessary.
To all the families that have resided in my heart this past few weeks, may your loved ones rest in peace, may their memories forever be imprinted in yours, may your hearts mend, and may you always feel that love is stronger then death.

 Whitney Houston 1963~2012