Funerals bring forth such a mixed bag of emotions.
Obviously there were tears as the congregation stood to say goodbye to a remarkable lady, but there were also heart warming moments - moments when fond memories came flooding back and bought smiles to the faces of those who had the pleasure of sharing their lives with her.
Listening to the vicar give his sermon really set off some thought provoking thinking's in my mind - the Vicar said when he had seen Grandma, shortly before her death, she had told him she wasn't afraid to die because she knew she was moving on to a better place.......how reassuring that must have been for her - to really "know" and believe 100% that there is something else after this life.....I think I believe that there is - but I don't "know" with as much conviction and surety as I would like - this is defiantly something that has been puzzling me for a while now.
Having been bought up to "believe" and spending most of my younger years as a very active member of church life, I guess Ive kinda always thought I "knew" - but now I'm not so sure?????
After the church service, which was packed out with standing room only, we met up with folk we haven't seen for years and shared a tale or two - Grandma was a very much loved and respected member of our community and I know she will be missed by many - especially her family.
RIP Minnie - rest well.