Here are the photo boards about my Mom's life that Wayne, my stepdad, and me put together. Pulling together this event has consumed me for the last few weeks. Today, I am happy it was so beautiful, relieved it's over and a little lost without that purpose. All the speakers had a different perspective. Everyone could recognize her in every story. The grief is raw again. The question I am asking myself is, "How will I fill the void?" First step, breathe.