One just does what one can do.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
I did not sleep much last night; well, even less than normal. I had to put some images into video file for the memorial for my brother’s son. My brother, his wife and their daughter are coming to town this weekend for a memorial service here (most of both families live in this area). I work with my brother, his wife and daughter, over the last few weeks to try to capture to video some memories of my Nephew’s life for a slide show presentation that will play during the visitation time.
My brother also put together some of his thoughts and feelings to be spoke at the service, however, he did not feel he would be able to deliver the words so asked me if I would lend him my voice. I said I would, and received his speech so I could prepare. He thought he would also like some specific pictures to play at certain points in the speech and so last evening, or rather this morning I put together the words and images so he could have a look, and get a sense how his ideas will come together and make any changes that he might deem appropriate.
I am not completely satisfied with my efforts, but one just does what one can do. Grammie and I have helped out with organizing things, it is always more difficult to organize things from out town, so we have been the boots on the ground. Grammie spoke with the manager at the venue and every things seems to be course.
Changes in software have required me to fiddle a bit with some aspects of the teckie parts of the project, you know just little things like changes in the menu structure, features that have been dropped, move or revised.
Grammie and I have had a think about some of the people coming and who might require some management. There are a few people expected to be coming who have in the past not always been as well behaved as one would hope or expect, and we will try to keep aware so that my brother does not have to deal with petty nonsense at such a difficult time. Hopefully, these concerns will prove to be misplaced, but being prepare may allow us to head off difficulty before it become difficult.
I am hopeful that the theme of the Easter Weekend may help to be a reminded that even as we pass through the darkest time of the Christian calendar, there is hope and after death and crucifixion, there is the promise of resurrection and the hope of something greater beyond death. I have a sense that the preparing has been both difficult and healing for my brother and his family. I know the weekend will still be very difficult. I would like to have the right words to some consolation; however, there is a process that involves more than a few words. I will do what I can do and that is all that I can do.
Keep us in your thoughts and prayers this weekend.