The funeral was lovely.

Not many people turned up for various reasons, which I totally understand, but that didn't stop the funeral being lovely.

It was a service that focused on celebrating my mum's life. It was also celebrating my life with her. It was something my mum would have liked.

Apparently, when a man from her sheltered accommodation died earlier this year, the minister that did the service was really droning on about death and being morbid. People who were at that funeral were also at my mum's and said the minister doing my mum's service was much better. More cheerful, so that was nice.

I think my mum would have liked the service.

And then we went back to her sheltered accommodation and had coffee, cakes and crisps in the dining room. It was a couple of hours of chat and laughter; remembering my mum and telling stories about her life.

It was more than I could have hoped for. It was lovely.

And I felt like I have people in my life who care about me. It wasn't just my mum they came for, it was me. It's nice to know I'm not alone.

I have my boyfriend who has been amazing (as usual) and I know that I have some wonderful friends too. And my mum had wonderful friends who are there for me.

It was worth all the stress.


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