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I love this because it really is those seemingly small (often unplanned) moments that make all the difference. At my dad’s funeral, his fire service colleagues approached us and asked if they could carry him in. I will never forget it.
Bring on the day when no-one feels they have to ask “am I allowed to ?”
What a beautiful, moving gift, so simple and so profound – Roberta Flack singing: the first time ever I saw your face becomes – the last time ever I saw your face…well done that celebrant.
‘Bring on the day when no-one feels they have to ask “am I allowed to ?”’
Right on, Jehdeiah. That day itself should become a public holiday! I mean, you wouldn’t buy a car and then ask if you’re allowed to drive it, would you. You don’t ring up the supermarket and ask if you’re allowed to eat the food you’ve bought, do you.
Ask not to whom the funeral belongs –
it belongs to thee.