Memorials

We went to a memorial service today that was very special. It was the kind of service that I would like after I depart this earth. The theme was "Tea Time" and as people spoke in microphones or at the podium, food was served along with tea and lemonade. There were the traditional cucumber and egg salad sandwiches and various scones. The tea was served in teapots donated for the event by friends of the family and church members. Favorite music was played intermittently between speakers. It truly was beautiful and a celebration of a very special woman's life.

On the back of a photo card was printed this poem:

When Tomorrow Starts

When tomorrow starts without me,

and I'm not there to see;

If the sun should rise and find your eyes,

all filled with tears for me

I wish so much you wouldn't cry,

the way you did today;

While thinking of the many things,

we didn't get to say;

I know how much you love me,

as much as I love you.

And each time that you think of me,

I know you'll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me,

please try to understand;

That an angel came and called my name

and took me by the hand;

Said I'd have to leave behind,

all those I dearly love;

So when tomorrow starts without me,

don't think we're far apart;

For every time you think of me,

I'm right here in your heart.

Of course I'd want pure Hawaiian Kona coffee served at my memorial service instead of the tea.