H

I went to H’s funeral today.  He was the husband of a dear friend and who had struggled with his cruel illness for too long, but H had had a good life with a wonderful wife, my friend, brought up 6 great children, and Grandfather to …………?  lost count!  The Funeral was more of a celebration of H’s long and good life and the Eulogy given by his youngest son was full of humour and respect.

 

At the end of the service we were all asked to sing H’s favourite carol, ‘Hark the Herald Angels’ with gusto and when we did the sun suddenly made a huge appearance through the lovely stained glass windows and flooded the little church with a magnificent light which was quite surreal.

 

RIP dear H.