I have depressingly little to say, but the good news is that my wordlessness is not directly indicative of my mood. 

Zack and I are in Colorado Springs spending time with our family.  Rosalyn’s memorial service was this afternoon at 1:30 and it went quite well.  It was a lovely service where a large crowd of family and friend gathered despite the 1/2 a foot of fresh snow that was accumulated to talk about how charming and entertaining and enchanting Rosalyn was.  After the service we spent time hanging out with family.  Then for dinner a handful of our crowd trekked to On The Border for margaritas and nachos and COME ON. Doesn’t get much better than that.

Despite the fact that I’m here for a memorial service, the happiness that comes from catching up/spending time with family members that I love and don’t get to see very often has far outweighed the sadness that we all feel about Rosalyn’s death.  We’re sad, of  course, but through the sadness we have laughed and told stories.  We have recounted all the hundreds of sayings that she originated in the family, and we lacknowledge how much she would have appreciated how much fun we were all having together.

So don’t worry about us.  We’re here, and we’re happy, and we’re on vacation.  This would admittedly be better if Roz was here to enjoy it with us, but we’ll take what we can get; we’re just happy to know that she’s moved on to her next life, the life where she’s cancer free, the life where she knows no pain.