Saturday, October 01, 2011
My father's funeral was yesterday.
I had written a eulogy but didn't know until I stood there by his coffin if I would be able to talk. It did me good to actually DO that and talk about his life.
I had picked out the music he loved for the ceremony. Lots of jazz, Keith Jarrett, John Coltrane, Jan Garbarek. Words and music made it warm and personal and my friends and family remarked that it was a beautiful service. I thought so too, I think it'll be a good memory afterwards.
We carried out the coffin to Garbarek and the Hilliard Ensemble: www.youtube.com/watch?v=
It did me a lot of good to have family and friends and kids in the family laugh and play around us as we gathered together for coffee. We walked up to the flower-covered grave again before we went home and collapsed on the couch, sharing a bottle of red wine with my darling who has been an incredible support during this time.
Today I'm just empty. And a little bit relieved the funeral is over.
Now I need to empty his apartment and clean it. Fortunately my father's brother is ready to help me with that.