Today was the funeral of my MIL, Jean Sinclair. The minister gave a lovely service and I was amazed at how many people were there. It was a bittersweet experience in many ways as these occasions often are - it was lovely to hear the things the minister said about Jean's early life in the countryside and also nice to meet so many of her family that I have written thank you letters to at Christmas time but never met until today. So sad also that her last years were so difficult for her with her increasingly poor health - but thankfully she is now at peace.
On a slightly lighter note - during today's service at the crematorium, I tried desperately to find something to focus on to stop me from bubbling like an idiot - I will try anything - flowers, curtains, the view from the long windows - none of it was having the desired effect. Then, the minister said something about 'let not your arms hang down' and that song popped into my head - the one that goes '...do your ears hang low, can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow?' etc etc. I sang it in my head over and over again - bizarre I know, but at least it worked for a while!