Exhaustion

My Dad has been laid to rest with a wonderful memorial service. It was lovely. Our family and friends were there to celebrate the rich life that Harry had. There were some tears, but mostly funny stories.
Mom, my sisters, my cousin, Susanna and I planted a redwood tree around noon in John Morgan Park, just a couple of blocks from Mom and Daddy's home of over 50 years. The tree is between the baseball field and the kiddie play area. Right next to the path and a picnic table and barbecue. It's perfect. We have planned to have some picnics in the park next to Daddy's tree and I myself, will go there on occasion. Just to be nearer to him and talk if I want to.
This has all been such an emotional time and after making all of the arrangements for hall, food, speeches, decorations, etc. the exhaustion has set in. I am beat. Both physically and emotionally.
My dad would've enjoyed his sendoff party. There were many wonderful, sweet and funny stories. Family and friends had many kind remembrances of a great man, who we will never forget and always hold in our hearts. My dad is half of who I am today and he'll always be with me.
Thank you to all of my wonderful friends and colleagues. You have all given me great comfort and help. I couldn't ask for a better group of people to be associated with.
Harry's mortal body may be gone, but he'll always be here.