I suppose one does arrive at the "age of funerals", when so many of the friends, neighbors, colleagues, church friends, etc. leave this world.
On Wednesday, I attended an especially moving funeral service for a woman from church. She has been fighting cancer for the past year. Let's call her "Donna". I have not known her for very long, though I did visit her in her home, during her last week. Even so, I really didn't expect to be as deeply affected as I was. I had a lump in my throat several times, and tears in my eyes more than once.
She was only a few years older than I am. Her children are probably the age of my children. The same would be true with the grandchildren---some teens, some tots. Donna had known her share of challenges and grief. She was a person of tremendous faith, and strength. One simply could not listen to the testimonials given by her children and grandchildren without being deeply moved. One grand-daughter, a high school senior, chose to sing the song, "For Good", from the Broadway musical Wicked. It started off beautifully; then about half way through, she was overcome with emotion and could not go on. Her father came and stood with her. The accompanist continued to play skillfully, giving her a chance to start at an appropriate moment with the music. For the final chorus, the grand-daughter's voice returned, and she sang out those final words with a crystal clear voice, soaring.
I know I'm who I am today, because I knew you. Who's to say if I've been changed for the better, I do believe I've been changed for the better;
And because I knew you, because I knew you, I've been changed for good.
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