The definition of funeral is the ceremonies for a dead person prior to burial or cremation. It is a cold, factual statement but it isn’t what happen at the service for Jay, my departed hubby.
No., in fact it was a loving, caring gathering of family, friends, and many of the people who have touched our life recently and some who were there before Jay and I married.
People like the Your Ride Drivers who took Jay to Dialysis. Neighbors from here in our town now, back in the Lake Orion days, and even from Pontiac, Mi. My Fix it man Bud, my son Les’ coworker, my dear friends Pam (for over 45 years) and her husband Earl, my psuedo daughter Darlene and her husband Michael, and so many more I could name.
Yes it was a celebration of the years we all shared. It was a time to see even grandchildren of our friends and family. The visitation time past quickly and I wanted a little more time to spend with everyone. But time, like life, passes quickly and the next moment is here to live. Let me take this moment to thank everyone for their output of caring and love. You have made a difficult time of life a little easier to get through.