A Funny Thing Happened On the Way…
So, I only went through 6 or 7 tissues for the funeral service. Not bad. I got to sit in back of the room, hidden by a room divider, so I never made eye contact with anyone talking. That probably saved me another 4 or 5 tissues. My aunt gave a nice remembrance of her sister, and my cousin read what his dad had written about his wife (which was pretty cool – he remembered the exact day he met my aunt and recalled that he gave her a beer {he was 21 and she was 18} and she thanked him but never drank it).
As we left for the cemetery- according to my brother, who says he saw it- there was a squirrel on the edge of the road, just watching the whole procession go by.
But the funny thing that happened was this. Well, actually, before I tell you that, you need to know that it rained here this morning. Not just rained, but poured. And lightning and thundered. It was like this:
{but louder}
It had kind of stopped during the service and there wasn’t any rain for the burial. But it was still a little cloudy. Until the minister said, “Let the light of her smile…”, at which point, this happened:
The sunshine came through.
Just like her smile and love.