My husband was cremated and a celebrant talked about his life prior to the cremation, his family, our ups and downs. We cried and we laughed and friends nodded when he commented on various aspects if his character. It was sad yet informative to friends who later remarked how they’d been made aware of things they never knew about him. We went to a local Inn where we chatted and swapped memories of him and his antics and I provided a memory book for people to write their recollections of things they remembered about him. I often read the things they wrote and it lifts me when I’m feeling down.
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