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elucrehHave to post this because Whitney is so talented and she made it for me:
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The funeral was so sad. I basically finally had it hit me when I saw her in the coffin..oh, it hurt me. I couldn't look at her. Jess, Kimi, Amelia, and Tyler showed up right before and just let me cry...let me tell you, friends that will let you cry in their arms are the most important thing to have in the world.
Lol. I always knew Gramma Nore had been planning her funeral for years, but I didn't realise that she'd given a copy of the plans to each new bishop when he was called. Apparently several dozen people had a copy. We all got to laugh...it was so like her, to do that. And it was a comfort, too, to hear all the wonderful stories from people of how much her service changed their lives. So it was a good thing.
But I feel slightly morbid...knowing that she had had the funeral she wanted made me think about planning mine. And I'm too young for that! But still...it's kind of an interesting exercise. The gravesite was a good hour away, so I just kind of stared out the window and my mind kept coming back to it...Mom says that she doesn't think it's fair to ask a parent/sibling/spouse/child to speak...if they like, write something to read, but not speak. So...I'd like Amelia to sing. "Come Follow Me." Amy and Jess and perhaps Tyler to speak. Ever since that Seminary exercise I've known I wanted Rev. 7:17 on my headstone. And I'd like to have a copy of GoF, my blanket from Kimi, a pic of my family and of the gang, and a red pencil in my coffin with me.
It feels kind of creepy to think about it, but it's interesting...and I'd like to think that my funeral will be something that I'd like to be remembered for.
Flight was long; shuttle was boring; hate cell structure; hate trying to be emotional about something I feel no emotion for; FINALLY fixed my compy so YAY!! Also got my instructions for being a CM beta so watch out, queue, here I come. As soon as I've finished the last bits of The Pheonix and the Serpent. And I've had a funny bit of inspiration and a dramatic one, so I may do some of my own writing, as well. And I finally re-found that essay I was looking for to quote in mine, so yay!
Yes, work will abound. Work gooooood.
(It looks better bigger)
The funeral was so sad. I basically finally had it hit me when I saw her in the coffin..oh, it hurt me. I couldn't look at her. Jess, Kimi, Amelia, and Tyler showed up right before and just let me cry...let me tell you, friends that will let you cry in their arms are the most important thing to have in the world.
Lol. I always knew Gramma Nore had been planning her funeral for years, but I didn't realise that she'd given a copy of the plans to each new bishop when he was called. Apparently several dozen people had a copy. We all got to laugh...it was so like her, to do that. And it was a comfort, too, to hear all the wonderful stories from people of how much her service changed their lives. So it was a good thing.
But I feel slightly morbid...knowing that she had had the funeral she wanted made me think about planning mine. And I'm too young for that! But still...it's kind of an interesting exercise. The gravesite was a good hour away, so I just kind of stared out the window and my mind kept coming back to it...Mom says that she doesn't think it's fair to ask a parent/sibling/spouse/child to speak...if they like, write something to read, but not speak. So...I'd like Amelia to sing. "Come Follow Me." Amy and Jess and perhaps Tyler to speak. Ever since that Seminary exercise I've known I wanted Rev. 7:17 on my headstone. And I'd like to have a copy of GoF, my blanket from Kimi, a pic of my family and of the gang, and a red pencil in my coffin with me.
It feels kind of creepy to think about it, but it's interesting...and I'd like to think that my funeral will be something that I'd like to be remembered for.
Flight was long; shuttle was boring; hate cell structure; hate trying to be emotional about something I feel no emotion for; FINALLY fixed my compy so YAY!! Also got my instructions for being a CM beta so watch out, queue, here I come. As soon as I've finished the last bits of The Pheonix and the Serpent. And I've had a funny bit of inspiration and a dramatic one, so I may do some of my own writing, as well. And I finally re-found that essay I was looking for to quote in mine, so yay!
Yes, work will abound. Work gooooood.
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Date: 2004-01-21 02:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-01-23 06:24 am (UTC)i know what you mean, about planning your funeral. one day, a little while back, i was thinking about Devon and suddenly wondered, what would happen if i died? how would the Riddles find out? would they just go for months, years, never finding out? i douldn't even think about that happening without suddenly being afraid. so i wrote a letter to my parents, giving them the website, name, password, and a letter that i wanted written to all of you, and i put it in my secret box, a place that's almost sacred and i never open it more than i have to. but just the fact that the letter was there seemed almost like asking death to come now that i was "ready" so i tore it up.. i just didn't want to think about it.. but i think i do have the address written down somewhere, for just in case. if not, it's ok now since Allison has address and phone #. it's such a weird thought, tho... one i don't want to think about, but have to at least a little, if i want to be prepared...
:/ :(