Loved and being Loved

Loved and being Loved.

When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears.
I gave you my love, you can only guess,
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you have shown,
But now it is time I travelled alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It is only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.
I will not be far away, for life goes on,
So if you need me, call me and I will come.
And listen to your heart, you will hear,
All of my love around you soft and clear.
Then when you must come this way alone,
I will greet you with a smile and say,
"Welcome home".

Well the funeral was yesterday, we drove into the carpark of the funeral home and Milly pipes up with "Is this Nanny Biscuits new home?" *sigh* Before I could find the words to answer that one, Grace said "No silly, Nanny Biscuit is with the angels, this is where her funeral is."

I read the above poem a friend emailed me and I wore Nan's necklace. Actually we all wore one of Nan's necklace's. The girls had on some pink plastic chunky beads, usually the fiddle with them and ask for them to come off within 10 minutes of being put on, but they wore them the whole day. I was so nervous reading, my hands were shaking, but I was standing behind a podium so no one saw. I wasn't nervous about doing the actual reading, nervous that I was going to start sobbing while speaking, but it was okay. Because the kids used to call Nan, Nanny Biscuit, the minister incorporated that into the service and brought out a bowl of biscuits for the great grandkids to come up and have one, or in Milly's case, three! Then at the end, we all went outside and released colourful balloons that were around the coffin and podium during the service. Looking back it was a really nice way to end it as we walked out with the anticipation of releasing balloons, trying to let them go together and then watching then float high and higher in the sky.

Now its time for me to continue with last section of line 12 of the above poem, for life goes on.