Dearest friends,
Erika's presence was certainly felt while we celebrated her life:
There were some who came a day or two previous and left flowers, a
rosary and a balloon. Those flowers fed the local deer population. Left
behind and uneaten was an anonymous letter to Erika.
It was a cloudy day when we arrived, but the sun soon broke through and it turned into clear blue skies by the time we left.
An unknown person (to us) who knew Erika when he was 10 years old, a
little brother of one of Erika's good friends, came to pay his respects
while we were there. He joined in our celebration.
We shouldn't forget about Edward Romero, who passed just two days later.
A ladybug landed on Marcela's lap.
Erika and Dad loved to watch Pee-Wee's Playhouse on Saturday mornings and read the funny papers on Sunday mornings.
There was a discussion about flickering lights.
Erika loved hoop earrings.
A funny story was told about new earrings and Erika's dog.
Old engravings in the tree are faded from time but still there.
We laughed more than we cried.
Old friends re-connected and new friendships were made.
Today was a good day.
Fred Harmon
08.25.12
Rev. 08.26.12
It was a cloudy day when we arrived, but the sun soon broke through and it turned into clear blue skies by the time we left.
An unknown person (to us) who knew Erika when he was 10 years old, a little brother of one of Erika's good friends, came to pay his respects while we were there. He joined in our celebration.
We shouldn't forget about Edward Romero, who passed just two days later.
A ladybug landed on Marcela's lap.
Erika and Dad loved to watch Pee-Wee's Playhouse on Saturday mornings and read the funny papers on Sunday mornings.
There was a discussion about flickering lights.
Erika loved hoop earrings.
A funny story was told about new earrings and Erika's dog.
Old engravings in the tree are faded from time but still there.
We laughed more than we cried.
Old friends re-connected and new friendships were made.
Today was a good day.
Fred Harmon
08.25.12
Rev. 08.26.12
