Firstly I want to thank everyone for their lovely comments on the 2 pieces I wrote yesterday.
I am out of poetry right this minute (that may well change within the next few though) so it’s chat time.
I conducted my 8th Service this afternoon, a beautiful family and the smallest gathering I have spoken to so far, 20 people.
After my rather stressful afternoon yesterday, I woke up grumpy, tired and on edge. Unfortunately the job that I do, requires complete focus on the family and their feelings, so game face was required.
As I walked up to present to the deceased, my breathing was shallow, trying to slow down, then to the lectern, where my book was set up ready to read.
In the first few minutes, as with the other Services, I seem to rush a little in the beginning, then find my pace. The complete service went for 45 minutes, normally they are an hour, so 15 minutes may not sound like a lot, but to me it makes such a difference in the reading.
There were no photographs set on the catafalque, only flowers.
The family had a viewing first, where they popped in photos of the family for her journey. I walked over and put my hand on her shoulder and hoped I’d do her proud.
They didn’t have a photo DVD, just her favourite song, Close to you by the Carpenters, which I asked if anyone wanted to sing along, to do so. Some did and it was lovely.
The husband came up and hugged me again as he did when I arrived, the three sons said it was beautiful as did two others, so I was happy that I could forget my inner troubles and focus on what was required.
Now I contemplate a new path by looking to online study to become a Marriage Celebrant as well. The course can take up to 7 months as there are many legal requirements. My decision is needed by tomorrow morning. I just hope if I tackle this, that I am able to conduct weddings as soon as possible otherwise I’ll be the only M.C hobbling in on a walker.