When a funeral is held for a lady who lived a wonderful life, had a joyful spirit that everyone loved and appreciated, was ready to go, and who died quietly and peacefully in her sleep, it is an occasion for joy and remembrance more than great sorrow and sadness.
I was privileged to attend my Aunt Catherine's funeral in Illinois this weekend, and it was that kind of service. She was a great lady. She reared seven children, and followed her husband around the world on his adventures in the agricultural world. (During his tenure in Washington DC, she got to volunteer at the White House during the Reagan and Bush administrations.) She was the epitome of an example of being a support to one's husband.
She smiled all the time.
I was glad to go to honor her and her life, and also to reconnect with family and friends who are much loved.
And, the cornfields are beautiful right now, and I loved seeing the harvest. Everyone needs to see the midwest in October.