A dear friend of mines lost his sister and I was invited to the celebration at church.
Cremation being the choice. I supported a brother from another mother and his family. I was invited to play.
It was loud, Joyous and emotional many a boxes of tissue were passed out.. My buds sister, was a giver. Having being certified as a caregiver, she did. Young or disabled, old and crotchety. With a smile and disregard of personal health issues 48 years young. Today we saw a mother and her family, two little girls and a nine and twelve-year-old boys, take the microphone and laud praises on this angelic woman. Offering warmness and more tears. A Deluge of emotions. Honored I was to be there. I’ve been acquainted with sister from services and she has always been encouraging to me and friendly.
Asked to accompany the playing of a song written and sung by her niece and her Brother the Pastor of this church. I played, I pray. Many wept. I think she’s would have liked celebration!
“What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us; what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.”