Thank you Julie, for this sympathy card that you made for us and for the card/meal that you made my parents it was really sweet of you :)!! I also must apologize for not posting this card sooner, I kind of got caught up in doing other things, and getting ready for my Grandmother's funeral etc. So here it is now, better late than never...but still should have been posted sooner! My Grandmother's funeral was on Saturday morning at 10 a.m., it was a really nice service and my dad gave a wonderful eulogy (not sure of spelling here)...I was dried eyed until my dad got to the middle of his talk. He ended it starting each sentence with : "I see her hands...." for instance, "I see her hands knitting sweaters for us children, I see her hands making meals, I see her hands washing our clothes, I see her hands in mine as she breathed her last breath..." There wasn't a dry eye in the place! It was interesting because my grandmother kept her everyday life to herself, so when I heard she was part of a weekly book club and was part of some peace movement thing I was shocked. I have only ever met 2 of her friends, but there at her funeral they came out of the wood work and I only knew half of the people if that there. All in all the funeral went well, it was different from the other funerals that I have attended because my Grandmother was a Unitarian. I have never been to a Unitarian service or to a funeral by that denomination before, so that too was interesting...they lit a candle at the beginning of the service to signify life, then at the end the blew it out signifying death and life continuing on. Which I thought was neat, but at the same time I found it hard to watch the candle get snuffed out...even though my Grandmother had passed away a week ago, seeing that candle being blown out was almost making it more real. Make sense???