Oh Mandy, how right you are. We say our final farewell to my beautiful sister-in-law (closer than a sister to me) my n Wednesday 1 June. I’ve been asked to say a few words and I’ve stressed about what to say, what to wear, the whole 9 yards. In the end though, I’ve decided that none of that stuff matters. She was a wonderful, vibrant person with a huge personality that lit up any room and I’m just going to speak from the heart and dress in whatever takes my fancy on the day. Big hugs to you xxx
May 28, 2022·edited May 28, 2022Liked by Amanda Prowse
I hear you. I’ve been to numerous funerals, the most heartbreaking was that of my wonderful dad. We wore red - he loved Liverpool FC, my youngest daughter sang and I was devastated. However, it was there (at his wake at the Anchor in Oldbury) that unbeknown to me, I would meet my husband. Out of heartbreak I finally met my soulmate and best friend and I’m pretty sure my dad had a bow and arrow aimed at us 🏹 ❤️ Xx
I’m sorry you had to attend a funeral yesterday but I’m glad it sounds like a good one that the persons who’s it was would be proud of.
Funerals are funny things I kind of think you should wear black (even if with another colour) I feel strange when someone has requested you wear a bright colour.
I know what music I want played at mine (I still don’t know what song I want played for my first dance at my wedding though 🤦🏼♀️Haha) and the ‘wake’ after will go on for days if all the songs I want are played. Shame I’ll miss it, I just hope it’s not for a very long time yet x
A beautiful, reflective post Amanda. I have only been to a handful of funerals. All of people who had lead a long life and sad that they were, they were also a opportunity to look back and celebrate. Early last year my mother in law aged 92 died of Covid. We hadn’t been able to see her in her last days to say good bye and her funeral because of restrictions had to be small and brief. She deserved better than that.
My parents are still alive. My beloved dad at 93 and getting frailer by the day is living on borrowed time. At some point I will be attending the funerals that I dread the most. Those of two people who have shaped the person that I am and who I cherish completely. xx
I am so glad the send off went well, yesterday, Mandy. Funerals have certainly changed over the years, from sombre affairs, to celebrations of a full life, well led.
I have a huge family, so births, marriages and deaths come and go with increasing regularity.
However, I've only been to a handful of funerals because Indian send offs can be quite extreme, so as a youngster, my parents never took us.
The level of wailing, during mourning, and the open casket expectation which was always the done thing, was quite overwhelming for an adult, let alone a child.
But things are changing, and there is definitely that feeling of serenity, especially in the crematorium, more.
We had a family funeral last week, that I couldn't attend, but it prompted my mum to tell us exactly what she didn't want, when her time comes!
She's not one for blindly conforming, you see... No open casket, thank you. No flower arrangements (they go to waste) but lots of petals inside with her, please.
I don't want to think of it, but good to know what she wants, at least!
Reading this article made me think of so many, far too many, funerals I have attended. The most recent ones have definitely swayed towards celebrations of life with party-like atmospheres. Of course, I still felt sad but it was what they would have loved.
Many years ago, when I was just 15, my 20 year old darling brother died after falling downstairs on his stag night. I miss him as much today as I did then but after nearly fifty years I think of so many fun things about him. He was a bit of a cheeky chap full of fun. At his funeral, attended by hundreds, he ‘was there’ watching and involved. During the somber service, whilst the priest was doing the sermon, a mini cab firm intercepted through the microphone - oh he was there alright ❤️❤️
Oh Mandy, how right you are. We say our final farewell to my beautiful sister-in-law (closer than a sister to me) my n Wednesday 1 June. I’ve been asked to say a few words and I’ve stressed about what to say, what to wear, the whole 9 yards. In the end though, I’ve decided that none of that stuff matters. She was a wonderful, vibrant person with a huge personality that lit up any room and I’m just going to speak from the heart and dress in whatever takes my fancy on the day. Big hugs to you xxx
I hear you. I’ve been to numerous funerals, the most heartbreaking was that of my wonderful dad. We wore red - he loved Liverpool FC, my youngest daughter sang and I was devastated. However, it was there (at his wake at the Anchor in Oldbury) that unbeknown to me, I would meet my husband. Out of heartbreak I finally met my soulmate and best friend and I’m pretty sure my dad had a bow and arrow aimed at us 🏹 ❤️ Xx
I’m sorry you had to attend a funeral yesterday but I’m glad it sounds like a good one that the persons who’s it was would be proud of.
Funerals are funny things I kind of think you should wear black (even if with another colour) I feel strange when someone has requested you wear a bright colour.
I know what music I want played at mine (I still don’t know what song I want played for my first dance at my wedding though 🤦🏼♀️Haha) and the ‘wake’ after will go on for days if all the songs I want are played. Shame I’ll miss it, I just hope it’s not for a very long time yet x
A beautiful, reflective post Amanda. I have only been to a handful of funerals. All of people who had lead a long life and sad that they were, they were also a opportunity to look back and celebrate. Early last year my mother in law aged 92 died of Covid. We hadn’t been able to see her in her last days to say good bye and her funeral because of restrictions had to be small and brief. She deserved better than that.
My parents are still alive. My beloved dad at 93 and getting frailer by the day is living on borrowed time. At some point I will be attending the funerals that I dread the most. Those of two people who have shaped the person that I am and who I cherish completely. xx
I am so glad the send off went well, yesterday, Mandy. Funerals have certainly changed over the years, from sombre affairs, to celebrations of a full life, well led.
I have a huge family, so births, marriages and deaths come and go with increasing regularity.
However, I've only been to a handful of funerals because Indian send offs can be quite extreme, so as a youngster, my parents never took us.
The level of wailing, during mourning, and the open casket expectation which was always the done thing, was quite overwhelming for an adult, let alone a child.
But things are changing, and there is definitely that feeling of serenity, especially in the crematorium, more.
We had a family funeral last week, that I couldn't attend, but it prompted my mum to tell us exactly what she didn't want, when her time comes!
She's not one for blindly conforming, you see... No open casket, thank you. No flower arrangements (they go to waste) but lots of petals inside with her, please.
I don't want to think of it, but good to know what she wants, at least!
So hard. I’ve only been to a handful. The most emotional by far are those who died too young. Heartbreaking.
I’m likely to go before you but if I don’t my pink frock will be waiting 🥰🥰🥰
Reading this article made me think of so many, far too many, funerals I have attended. The most recent ones have definitely swayed towards celebrations of life with party-like atmospheres. Of course, I still felt sad but it was what they would have loved.
Many years ago, when I was just 15, my 20 year old darling brother died after falling downstairs on his stag night. I miss him as much today as I did then but after nearly fifty years I think of so many fun things about him. He was a bit of a cheeky chap full of fun. At his funeral, attended by hundreds, he ‘was there’ watching and involved. During the somber service, whilst the priest was doing the sermon, a mini cab firm intercepted through the microphone - oh he was there alright ❤️❤️