Yesterday my friend went to the lake with her extended family and some family friends. A group of them caught a ton of fish and cooked it up. They ate GOOD. There was music and singing, pictures and videos, and a couple kegs. And oh yeah, it was a memorial service.
My friend's uncle passed away and this is how they mourned, how they celebrated his life. He was an outdoors man and fishing was his favorite way to spend his time. I've heard people say that when they go, they don't want a funeral, they want a party. It seems that memorial service was the best of both--there was laughter and crying, togetherness, memories remembered and memories made. What could better represent LIFE? It touched me to hear about it.
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I understand about memorial services representing life and should be about that person and how they would want to be remembered. Saturday we were at a memorial service for a friend of Jessica's and it was in her backyard by the pool. They grilled up some burgers and had a few coolers of Tecate and other drinks, but that is how she lived her life, to the full.
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yeah. i hope this sort of thing happens when i go... whether soon or when i'm old. i want peopel to celebrate... b/c i'll be home, and i love laughter infinitely more than tears.
I picture him smiling at the fact that they morned him how he would've like to be morned! One for the Road type stuff! love it!
i'm glad my uncle touched other's lives that he didn't even know. thanks for posting this.
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