Tuesday, July 14, 2009
We are heading home! Today we will fly from Ft. Lauderdale to Atlanta, then from Atlanta to Salt Lake. We are ready to be going home, we return the rental car and head to the airport. When we check in, I mention to Lyman to see if they have berevment fares. They no longer offer anything, but we did get upgraded in Ft. Lauderdale to first class from here to Atlanta. That was so nice and relaxing. We had a couple of hours layover in Atlanta. We checked in there to see if we could get an upgrade, but the flight was completely sold out. So we kept our coach seats, that were not together though (what do you expect for booking at the last minute). The gentlemen sitting in the sit next to me did offer to move as long as it was an aisle seat, which luckily it was just on the other side of the aisle. That was so nice of him, if not I probably would have cried all the way home (what a baby), I was just at the point that I could not deal with the flight sitting next to a complete stranger not knowing what we had just been through. A surprise to me Lyman had started writing the obituary, I had no clue. I was thinking about who should be the pall bearers, who should speak, who should participate, and what songs meant the most to Ryan. I started to type up a program, because this was Thursday and the funeral was Tuesday. We knew Lyman's sister and brother-in-law, niece and her husband and their daughter were coming to Salt Lake. Lyman's aunt's funeral was going to be Saturday, so we knew that we would see a lot of family there at her funeral. Mindy was so kind to pick us up at the airport. It was so good to see a familiar face, someone that knew what we were going through. We headed to our house. We are stopped at a red light - Mindy and I are just talking and recapping all of the events that have happened. Next thing we know Lyman is yelling "honk that truck is backing into you." Luckily there was no damage, it was just like he had drifted back into her car. Hopefully this was not a sign of bad things to come. We pulled into the circle and our neighbors came to unlock the door. Again so good to see someone who knew. They were really close to Ryan, it was sad and good to see them. Thanks to everyone at Princess, to all of our family and friends who helped us to get through this. A celebration of Ryan's life will be on Tuesday.
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