Mourning and Celebration
Today I attended the funeral services for my best friend’s grandmother. My best friend and I grew up together like two peas in a pod. If we weren’t at my house, we were at hers, every waking hour. Granny was a fixture in their house, living with the family for 20 years.
The celebration is that she lived such a long and full life. She passed away at 90 years old and leaves behind 7 children, 28 grandchildren, and 27 great-grandchildren. It was a solemn occasion but the message today was that we don’t know when we will go and we all hope to have the opportunity to live as full a life as she did.
As much as I dislike funerals, but they always seem to have a way of bringing together family, especially those you haven’t seen in a long while. I think maybe saying goodbye reminds you to tell your loved ones how much they mean to you, while they are still here.
such beautiful images. I’ve never liked funerals and reluctantly attend, as well. But there is something in the celebration of memory, of life, that makes it just fine once I convince myself to go. Prayers to your friend for strength and healing, and for beautiful memories of the woman who’s made her Homecoming.
Thank you for taking the time to come by and leave a comment on my blog, and for your prayers and thoughts for my friend’s family.