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Funerals and weddings

It's been a very long day, full of frustration and waiting, but I don't want to dwell on that because I've stopped being exasperated and don't want to start feeling that way again. Right at the moment I'm thinking of Ringbark and all the family and friends in England, because any moment now the funeral will begin, I'm not there in body but I am in spirit.
We went up to church tonight for a pot luck dinner and pancakes. They did some pancake races which were really, really funny to watch, one pancake was lost irretrievably in the bushes! After all the frivolity was over the boys and I and a few church folk went over to the church and had a lovely little service to commemorate Marjorie's life, sort of a funeral without a body! It sounds quite strange, and I was really surprised when the priest suggested it, but it was nice and it was lovely that people came along to share our grief and memories. After the service we were invited back to Beverley's house and I sat and drank tea with Beverley and talked about art and learning! Meanwhile the boys were entertained by her son Stuart, and I'm pretty sure they weren't talking about art or learning!
The next important event after the funeral is sheaj34's wedding at the weekend, and once the funeral is over we will be able to look forward to her celebration and ringbark is lucky enough to be in England to share in that day too.


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Feb. 8th, 2005 06:30 pm (UTC)
I think it's really cool that you had a wee service of your own since you couldn't go to the funeral. It gives you some closure - which feels like an ugly word but otherwise it can be hard to accept someone has gone, from a distance, huh.
I'm glad you had a good Shrove Tuesday.
Um - happy Lent ;)
Feb. 9th, 2005 11:31 am (UTC)
Thanks, it did give a feeling of closure for want of a better word. Now I can move on, though I have a feeling that this will not be the "happiest Lent" I've ever had, as the news from England is that my Dad, (who has cancer) is sick and getting worse. The doctors said he probably had 6 months to live back in August, and simple arithmetic tells me that his time may be very short. Sorry not the most cheerful thought, but it's really very much in my thoughts just now, though I'm trying really hard just live and enjoy each moment as it comes, the lovely weather, the gentle breeze and the amazing children I work with. That way I will manage to stay sane and happy through all the bad stuff!
By the way the flowers in your icon are lovely and very fitting for such a lovely summers day! Thank you.
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