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| Mum (1920-2018) |
Gracie Fields singing 'Wish Me Luck As You Wave Me Goodbye' and no coffin, but a wicker basket adorned with pink roses.
We brought no other flowers.
We brought our smiles, tears, hugs, poems and memories.
We conducted our own small ceremony.
None of us wore black.
We held her in our hearts.
It seemed so natural.
I can say it was beautiful.
Very, very beautiful.
Sincere sympathy.
ReplyDeleteThat does sound beautiful.
Indeed it was. It couldn't have been otherwise.
DeleteOh Gwil - a lovely farewell to a much-loved Mum. Thinking of you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Pat. I appreciate that. It's very kind of you.
DeleteShe looks like my mum. Hairstyle does it. Lovely photograph. I am happy for you all that you had such a good day together and shared so much.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rachel. Somebody I spoke to said: 'When she was young she liked to wear bright red lipstick!' When I was born she'd be about 8 years older than in the photo above.
DeleteBy the way I've just finished, a 'velvety pleasure' as Updike calls it, a novel about a 90 year old man. It's Gabriel Garcia Marquez's 'Memories of My Melancholy Whores'. 91% PTBC rating from me.
The ceremony sounds just as beautiful as your mum.
ReplyDeleteUn abbraccio Maria xx
Grazie Mille ! Ciao e salute!
DeleteSorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks CGP, but there's no need to be sorry. Life and death is a natural process. And 98 is a good age.
DeleteVery sorry to hear about this Gwil. You were lucky to have seen your Mum into her 98th year; most of us don't have that pleasure.
ReplyDelete'Death is never sad, if the gift of life has been well used'. It may sound like an off-the-tongue adage, but I like to believe it's true.
"the gift of life has been well used"
DeleteI like that. Thanks, Cro!
Sounds like a beautiful send off Gwil. I am sure your mother would have been so proud of you all and the lovely poems and memories.
ReplyDeleteAnd the grandchildren and great grandchildren. Very proud of them Thanks Dave.
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