Sunday morning I woke up to some of the worst news. My cousin Tony had been killed. I remember when he was adopted, him has a toddler, him growing, and his never ending smile.
We headed to the funeral the day after Christmas. We left spouses and kids at home, so it was just the original Veigels. The occasion was not fun, but it was really good to be with my family. They are the best.
The service was really good. Mandi did the life sketch. Clay spoke and did an amazing job. Megan sang the most beautiful song. Wish I had it recorded. And Mike finished everything with one of the best talks I've heard. The spirit and strength of the Hansens has amazed me. Love that family too.
