I was watching the sunset buriel of Reagon last night and I have to admit I was touched. I cried yes I did. It all started with those bagpipes playing Amazing Grace, then to hear the 21 cannon going off, not too mention the F18 I beleive going by... and of course the folding of the flag and giving to his wife. I think what really affected me was when Nancy and her children going up to the coffin and seeing her cry. I cried pretty hard. Now I do know I wasn't crying because the ex presisdent died but to see someone who has looked so strong these past few years break down, that affects a person.

It actually brought me to think about my mom. See my mom passed away almost a year ago and I never really got to say good bye. The day before she died I talked to my dad and I asked him should I go home he said no Rose stay there until further notice. So me being who I am I stayed.The next moring I went to work and at 12:00 headed to a baseball game with the rest of the gang at work. Even though I had this feeling that I shouldn't go but something inside me said No Rose just go have a good time, enjoy yourself. So I did. Only to come home get the dreaded phone call from my little brother saying I quote no lie "we are going to have to pull the plug". Nice... so me being here in Colorado thinking what the fu?????????? Then only to have my sister get on and try to calm me down handing the phone to Troy where he says well at least I think he was saying something along the lines that he had to go get plane ticket call later with details when to pick up Rose at Detroit. So within 1 1/2 hours after that phone call I find myself on a plane (mind you the first time I have ever flown.) Crazy.

I boarded the plane at 6:30 which on the east coast was 8:30.

The time my mom passed away.

She was 59.

Just 3 1/2 hours before her 60th birthday.

I miss her.

I really do.