Been a hectic couple of days and a roller coaster of emotions.
A lovely service at the crematorium, a Humanist celebrant read out the desiderata and gave a touching tribute, my friend's DD read out a poem 'Do not stand at my grave and weep'. Photos of my friend and all of us back in the day as well as more recently played on a screen the whole time. Two songs were played. Louis Armstrong singing 'what a wonderful world' and 'I've had the time of my life' from Dirty Dancing. We all wore colourful clothes as requested.
Very much a celebration, if a tearful one.
Her DH held up well but was flagging at the wake held at the daughter's house, so we took him home and stayed with him until his daughter came after the wake. We just chatted about the old days, good memories, lots to laugh and cry about.
Their estranged daughter didn't show up thank goodness, but the other daughter confided in us that her father is conflicted, feels that he should maybe have tried to contact her so that she could have been with her mother at the end.
But the estranged daughter knew her mother was dying, it was her choice to stay away, and if she didn't we all know that there was a good chance this would not have ended well. Obviously her DH has a long and painful journey ahead of him. Will stay until tomorrow then say our goodbyes.
Hope you are all well.
Take care xx
Belfast another appalling attack, we need to ask what is driving this.


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