I have come to learn that most funerals are not for the deceased, but for the ones who are left. Would Steven really care about the flowers or what color his casket is? Certainly not! It is difficult to know what Steven truly would have wanted, for he died far too young.
Everythin' has been taken care of, the funeral has been planned; but no amount of preparin' for the funeral, prepares you for the funeral. I still cry at night. I still long and wish that he was here. I still wish that it was not Steven who was stuck on the highway. After tomorrow after the service and the wake, nothin' will go back to the way it used to be. I will still be without my love, missin' Steven terribly.
