Yesterday we drove to Carterton, to attend the funeral service for our dearest friend Janet. The chapel was packed, a wonderful tribute to a much loved lady.
Her brother Colin began the eulogies, and among his words, was “ If there was a silence that lasted longer than 3 seconds, Janet filled it with words”, so true. She sailed, played the piano, owned her own car at an early age,loved gardening, travel, an intrepid adventurer.
Family spoke,… her three grand-daughters stood at the front and one read the most beautiful poem, written by them “ Grandma”,… her son-in-law said Janet came to them wearing 3 hats, and with each one gave according to which it was. Then it was my turn. Hugh stood with me, and was such a support as I struggled amid tears to speak . My final words were from Kahlil Gibran.
“ When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight”
While I was sitting in the chapel, I thought of all your comforting words, thoughts, prayers and hugs, and these were so in my heart and mind the whole time. Thank you, again.
Quotation of the day, by Marcel Proust
“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy;
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
Greetings from Jean