These are the stories of us. These are the anecdotes of our days. This is the good bad and ugly (mostly good) of our not so unique, large (but not as large as some) family, living life to the fullest. Some of us might not have the average number of years generally allotted but we will fill each of those years with the celebration of family, friends and life
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Black and Baptist
I think I was meant to be born black and baptist. I watched Whitney Houston's funeral today and I find those preachers speak to me. It doesn't hurt that they are entertaining. I have become opinionated about funerals since I had to plan one first hand and I will say as far as funerals go and though we would expect nothing less it was a great one. I also like that it was a going home ceremony. I should say I like it for her with her strong faith and unwavering belief in Heaven. For me and how it pertains to Ailish when I continue to harbour anger and resentment about her death I wouldn't use it. Perhaps after more healing has occurred (I know you're all thinking it's almost a year all ready, snap out of it!) I will use the phrase and with true belief that Ailish was called Home. That is to be seen. I shall definitely keep you all informed in this possible progression.
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