No, we are not tired

The day was a long one: we met at the funereal parlor to say our goodbyes, then the cathedral, then the cimetery, and finally the reception. A long, emotion-filled day. Full of love, though.

I came back to my mom's, afterward, to have dinner. My cousin from Austria flew in for the memorial, my grandmother was a bit of a surrogate mom to her. And my mom was tired. This is what happened when they decided to undo the floral arrangements after dinner. Laughter. Love.