What I remember

This article was posted today and as I read it I started crying.  What I took from it was not that you should always go to the funeral, because I get that that isn't always possible. But the part that really struck me and hit home with me was that ...the small inconveniences are what are remembered.  I closed my eyes and my mind flew back to the day of and the days immediately following Branson's death. Tears fell from my eyes as I remembered the emotions I felt, but also the overwhelming love I felt just from others actions.

In the moments immediately following Branson's death, even up to today. I remember not everyone that attended the funeral...but I remember those things that people did not because they HAD to but because they WANTED to. I had friends from high school that I hadn't seen in 9 years that attended his funeral and college friends that I hadn't seen in 3 or more years that attended his funeral. Who does that?! Who WANTS to come to the funeral for a 9 month old...That's the thing...they didn't want to come, they came for me. I remember that. I remember the massive amount of people that brought us food and just basic everyday items so we could function without having to think....I remember my MOM's friend from high school coming to MY house to clean before the funeral and My best friend from child hood drove 6 hours just to be with me for like 36 hours and she wasn't even able to attend the funeral. She came for me. My other best friend came in the many weeks that followed to just make sure we were ok. A group of friends of mine from all over put their money together to buy Cody and I jewelry to remember Branson. People mailed us stuff and messaged us and checked on us.  THAT is what I remember. Those things that were truly inconveniences for someone else...that is what my mind see's when I think back to those awful days. 

As time has passed people have done less and I get that, I truly do. But in that moment when someone goes out of their way to say that awkward thing, ask that awkward question or just do something to let me know Branson is still in there heart...that is engraved in my heart forever. I know I've said it a million times and I probably say it a million more...but I just want to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart. You'll never know what it all has meant to me. And please don't think that because I didn't mention something specifically in this blog that I don't remember. The thing is so many people did so many things that I could not ever name them all...but I remember.. I do.