Mom’s Funeral – It was a Beautiful (and Sorrowful) Day

Brother John,Mom, Grandmother Elva

Yesterday, we had the private funeral for my mother, and it was a beautiful day. I think that  the day went about as well as it could have. In the morning I called the funeral director to go over some last-minute arrangements, like would he have flowers, could I put something in the casket, etc. He said that he was going to call me in a few minutes to see if I wanted to come by and see my mom. Originally, I was not going to do that, but I decided that I would and maybe it would help later. So Kathy and I went over and it was the best move I could have made. He had done a wonderful job and she looked so much better than the last time I saw her. My cousin Donna also went to see her and I hope it helped her get through the day. The service was short and sweet, which is the way I think mom would have wanted it. The only people I invited outside of the family, were Bob Johnson and his wife Lynda. Bob and the Johnson family were about as close to me as family, two of his younger brothers Tom and Andy were like my big brothers. We were constantly either playing football, baseball or basketball together. His youngest brother Richard was like a younger brother, I remember my mom babysitting when he was an infant! After the service we went to Pat’s for lunch, my children, and Bob and Lynda and had a wonderful time reminiscing and while I had said to them how I felt about Bob’s family being an extension of mine, she said that Bob felt the same way about my parents. It was about as good a day as I could have hoped for, and of course I thank my rock, my wife, for making it that way!! I love you, Kathleen and all my children!

So since it was a beautiful day yesterday and today here’s a little morning music from It’s a Beautiful Day their classic “White Bird”