So - I did go to the funeral. The only hard part was walking past the parlor when I was making my way to the choir room. The parlor is where the family gathers before the service and I hope to not go in there for a very long time. Just the thought of the family in there waiting for the service to begin gives me flashbacks.
I was so glad that I went. I found the service to be extremely comforting and to be able to sing "How Lovely is Thy Dwelling Place" at a time when it is utterly meaningful was a blessing.
Unfortunately, I did not have time to go through the receiving line. I don't know her plans, but I hope my fellow alto will be back singing with us sometime soon.
This man was a coach and an educator and had a positive influence on so many people. I am glad to have learned more about him.
4 comments:
(((HUGS))) I am glad you were able to go and receive some comfort from the service. I am sure your presence was very much appreciated.
Ditto Melissa's comment!
I'm glad you went and it was not too painful.
How's the pinkeye and yuckies going in your house?
Very nice, I'm glad to hear it.
I sorry for your loss, and having to go to a funeral so soon. Being with my loved one Ardis when she went to be with Jesus changed how I look at death, and we buried Sharon's dad yesterday. Funerals just beat a person down, no matter who's it is. God bless you, Susan.
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