The Funeral

Don's funeral was on Wednesday. I have not gone to these in the past (my family just has memorials or "remembrances"; no coffins or ritual) under the the belief that the reasonable thing to do was to remember the person as best I could; meditate or project in my own way my feelings for the person usually when I was in some place of physical beauty (elevation or ocean). Don also had something on Tuesday called a "visitation". There was a room in a mortuary where his coffin lay (it was closed). Many large flower displays and a large picture of him. It was good for me because, while I was there it was not crowded and I sat in the front pew and more or less fell apart. I think you have to do this as a part of it. Anyway I was able to then attend the funeral the next day and keep it together. The large church where he had his service was packed and the eulogies were flat profound and consistent. This was a man who had many REAL friends, I being one, and now the question for me is how to fill the gap that he had come to fill on my life. I know how to do it - I am going to try to take the pieces of him that he gave to me and try to give them to others. The first step is to do what he would have done - stay in regular contact with his wife and mother, just to let them know I am there. I think its exactly where he would have started........ A