Day 16. Flowers in the sun

Today was my Great-Aunt’s funeral.

She died just after Christmas, having been very ill and it was certainly a blessed release to her. She had been suffering.

It was one of the nicest funerals I had been too, put together with love and care. The sun shone. No black was worn. The coffin, made of woven willow, had bright flowers intertwined within its weave. Memories of what she loved, her character and stories were shared. We had the chance to place a freesia in remembrance for her. It was simple, light and true to her life. A meal was shared afterwards with family and neighbours. It was really special. A chance to talk to much-loved people both familiar and new.

Simple things: Flowers. Sunshine. Friends. Family. Can also be so precious.



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