I have been practising the reading for Aunt Ros's funeral this morning. It's the Henry Scott Holland verse 'Death is nothing at all', so beloved of condolence card makers. Even to a non-believer it is still beautiful in it's sentiment. We should learn to talk about those we have lost, and even laugh about the silly jokes we had with them, even though at first loss is so raw, you never feel as if you'll laugh again.
I read the same verse at mt Nan's funeral twelve years ago,and two years later at my Dad's. I don't know if I should just read the verse or say something as well, like I did at the last two. I'll play it by ear, and see how strong I feel when I am up there.
My night out was cancelled, as my cousin needed me to help her. It must be hard being an only child, at least I had my brother to help me when we lost a parent. We are very, very close, my brother, my cousin and myself. She has always seen me as her big brother, and now that's what I'll be when she needs my help.
My night out has been rearranged, and without being at all disrepectful, I'm looking forward to a pint or two and some good company, which I know I'll get.
I read the same verse at mt Nan's funeral twelve years ago,and two years later at my Dad's. I don't know if I should just read the verse or say something as well, like I did at the last two. I'll play it by ear, and see how strong I feel when I am up there.
My night out was cancelled, as my cousin needed me to help her. It must be hard being an only child, at least I had my brother to help me when we lost a parent. We are very, very close, my brother, my cousin and myself. She has always seen me as her big brother, and now that's what I'll be when she needs my help.
My night out has been rearranged, and without being at all disrepectful, I'm looking forward to a pint or two and some good company, which I know I'll get.
errr so what does that leave, ha ha xxxx