I just felt like writing about today’s Service that I conducted, so please bear with me.
The family anticipated about 120 people, there was approximately 240 people. This beautiful soul was well loved.
When we opened the doors, as the winds were cold and blowing, the family walks in first. The husband N of the deceased (his wife of 49 years P) entered first alone. A lovely gentleman in his seventies, he started crying, so I linked my arm in his and walked slowly up the aisle to his seat. He said “She’s in there” as he looked at the coffin before him on the Catafalque. I whispered, she is, she’s at peace. (She passed from battling cancer for 5 years)
The family then followed, then all of the Assembly. I read through the Service, incorporating a flower ceremony for the immediate and extended family. We watched the photographic journey to “Thank you for the Music” by Abba (as P and N loved to dance) I asked the Assembly to sing if they wished and some could be heard doing so.
I continued reading, glancing down at N and his children and grandchildren. We had the Committal to “You Raise Me Up” by Josh Groban. Then the completion of the Ceremony to “Time To Say Goodbye”. As this was being played, I glanced again at N who was waving with his tear soaked hanky to his beloved wife.
I think that’s when I fell apart a little.
I walked down to the family too many hugs, the daughter gripping me, saying thank you, thank you, mum would have been so proud and happy. N hugged and thanked me, as did their sons. I stood there with a tear trickling down my cheek, trying to hold it together.
Walking out slowly with the Assembly, the amount of people who looked up and thanked me or simply said beautiful, touched my heart deeply.
All I could muster was thank you so much and you are most welcome.
This is why I love doing this, not for receiving the praise, (though that is beautifully accepted) but that I am bringing them comfort with what I do and that in my book, is the best job in the world.