It's just not right....

We went to the funeral home tonight for visitation. Paul and the family left. It was just too hard for them. We entered the room and there lay Debbie in the open casket looking like anybody but Debbie. It was horrid. The sobbing was so hard to control. Her sparkle that was ever present had been removed. She looked old and tired. I guess it just goes to prove that we are so much more than our outward appearance. Everything that we are comes from inside. When our spirit is gone there is nothing left.