Of Family and Funerals
Many years ago I let it be known to my brothers and sisters that I would not be traveling to Bristol for family funerals; nor would I expect them to travel to the USA for mine.
I made a heart felt exception when my brother Steve died suddenly and unexpectedly at age 63. My heart and mind flew me home for his family, and for his funeral.
In 2021 I spent two weeks in Bristol with the express intention of spending time with each of my siblings in our ageing family; seize the day.
I succeeded thank goodness.
Since then my twin sister Elizabeth and my sister Jean have died.
And it's o.k. that I could not be at their funeral services. I saw them alive in 2021!
Jean's funeral was at 12:30 p.m. today (British Summer Time).
So at 7:30 a.m. (U.S. Eastern Summer time) I took time to be quiet, and then prayed Psalm 23 and the Lord's Prayer.
The previous time when my sibs (and I ) were in one place at one time was for our mother's funeral.
Today the still living family (sans moi) gathered together again in one place and one time for Jean's Funeral.
I was with them in the mystical life of the spirit.
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