that i actually did hold it together for Ariana's memorial service. Well, I didn't throw myself on the floor wailing, which is what I was worrying might happen despite my illusion of self control.
The service was beautiful. It was fairly light, and although sad, it was just how we wanted it to go.
The turnout surprised me, there was far more people there than I expected, just another testament to how many people Ariana touched in her short life.
Lucy was very happy to see the balloons, all 27 of them, exactly as she requested them. They looked quite beautiful floating up in the sky, not a single one burst which was quite exciting - we'd be warned the yellow ones can be particularly painful to keep afloat - Not ours!
I came home feeling pretty good about the whole thing, the service was sad but afterwards it was nice to laugh and joke with people, to feel a semblance of normalcy creeping back in.
We asked a couple of people to take photos, so we could keep them with Ariana's other things. When we get those back, it will be great to see, from someone Else's perspective how the day went.