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Went to Grandma's funeral today, it went rather well and nobody fell…

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Went to Grandma's funeral today, it went rather well and nobody fell out afik.

"The Vicar of Oz" did it well and kept it personal and touching. He'd met up with the family earlier in the week for a chat and to get to know Grandma a little better. He said if we came up with anything about Grandma, her interests and etc, to let him know. Mummyfrog remembered they had almost entirely missed her love of gardening and how much plant you can fit in if you try.

So I dropped him an email and mentioned a few other things about why Grandma rocked. I should have realised when he phoned to let us know when to proceed along the road etc and asked if I would like to read from said email.

We were in the front row and so when he opened up his notebook and took out a print out... he read the whole thing (including parentheses) out. So, that made me cringe especially when I got to "caravaning with her friends (although I am not exactly sure which friends)". Apparently, it was warm, emotive and touching and that is the best thing.

Overall, good and, Grandma, I'm thinking about you.
  • I'm so sorry to hear that you lost your Grandma. I lost my Gramp just before Christmas and believe me when I say I know your pain.

    Your e-mail feels like a wonderful and fitting tribute to the woman you all loved and respected so much.

    Know that I am thinking of you at this difficult time. *hugs*
    • *hugs*

      Somehow, it's waited until now to sink in a bit. It's just everything's sorted and nobody has had a big row and now it's just quiet and not about fishing out papers and looking at photographs.

      There is one of my grandfather sleeping on holiday with only a hat on to protect his dignity. That bit feels a bit weird.

      So, more *hugs* for you and just think of sunshine.
  • *hugs* Sorry to hear about Grandma.
    • It was some time coming, but it's just time to go and I know that somewhere there are fairies at the bottom of the garden and supper is served on magic plates...
      ... that place might be my head, but it counts...

      I got through it without wibbling, but magic plates just hurt in a fuzzy nostalgia way like sunlight and making treacle tart.
  • *hugs* everybody's losin' their Gram all of a sudden. It's epic.
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