Well, here we are. Running a little bit on empty after two deaths in 9 days (it's all about me, don't you know?) AND it is Dane's birthday. He would have been 30 today. Miss that guy. Jenny had to work tonight at 6 so she asked whoever was around and available to meet up at a little restaurant near her work. It was a quick meal, but it was good to be with people who love and miss Dane. I felt badly for Susie and Wayne who both had work and logistic issues and could not make it. Jenny brought a book she found that Dane wrote when he was in second grade. Abbie loved it. We all did, actually. Beth and the girls made a birthday cake and we sang to Dane.
aaaaanyway....Marmar's service went so well on Monday. It was the first snow of the season, though it wasn't much more than a dusting, it was enough to make it a bit sketchy for getting around. I was so touched by how many people came! I cannot tell you how much that meant to me. I don't keep tallies of who comes to things like this and who doesn't. You just remember the faces that look at you with love and concern and sympathy and you never forget them. Pastor Nancy did an outstanding job. She led the service, but it was never about her, it was always about Mom. The music was so beautiful and touching and Mom would have loved it. I wish now that I had recorded it with my iphone. Dang. The soloist (Libby) and the bagpiper (Dave) were incredible. Wayne, Jack and Sally did readings (they all love to do that public speaking thing!) and Jen talked about the "Sometimes" lyrics that Mom loved so much. I did the eulogy which I will post on the link on the side like I did for Mike's eulogy that Jack did. I felt intimidated writing and delivering a eulogy after Jack's tribute to Mike. That was awesome. After the service, we had cookies and coffee in the basement and it was so homey and nice. By 1 o'clock, we were getting hungry for some lunch. Kjell suggested Lassen's Tap, a place that Pawp used to take the kids for Saturday lunches. It was the perfect place to go!!!! Sue, Jenny, Arne, Beth, Kjell, Abbie, Nina, Wayne, Julie, Sally, Matt, Jack and I...great memories.
It has been such a strange time. We still cannot believe that Mike and Marmar are not here.
I often hear people say, "Glad it's a new year! This one has got to be better". I have decided that each year has its own rhythm and there are wonderful moments to celebrate in every year, but every year will have its own sad times. Gotta roll with the punches, one of Wayne's favorite quotes.
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