I just wanted to thank everyone again for their thoughts and prayers for my family and I these past few days. It's really been a crazy few days here, and the wonderful support I've gotten here has been amazing. I'm really lucky to have such wonderful friends, and I'm so glad that I am part of this community.
My father's funeral was yesterday morning. The priest at our church, Father Joe, really did a wonderful job on the service. I had shared some stories about my dad with him, and he worked them into an a eulogy that was uplifting, and comforting. Father Joe had met my father only twice--at my mom's wake and funeral last year.
The main story that Father Joe used in the eulogy was a story about a gift that has been going around my family for the past few years. My father got a keychain with his picture on it for free at the racetrack several years ago. My family used to have a joke grab each Christmas, and my father gave it to someone in the family one year. Since then, we have been passing it on from person to person for birthdays and holidays. Last Christmas, my brother-in-law left it on my sister's Christmas tree like it was an ornament, and my sister passed it on to my father for Father's Day this year. We had the keychain in the casket with my dad at the viewing, and my brother took it before they closed the casket so that we could continue to pass it on.
Father Joe took that story, and worked it into a story about how that keychain represents God's love in my father's life. And how my dad passed that keychain to someone with love. He told us to continue to pass that on through the family as a sign of my dad's love, and God's love. He referred directly to my nieces and nephews, and he said that hopefully someday, they will pass it on to their children as well.
I continue to be amazed by my nieces and nephews. Their grace and strength throughout this week has been amazing. They have been strong for all of us, somehow realizing when the adults needed hugs, and giving them to us. The were respectful of everyone who came to the viewing last night, even the aunts they rarely she who attacked them with kisses. The six of them served as honorary pall bearers, and pushed my dad's casket down the aisle at the church after drapping a white dressing over it. Two of them did the readings, and the rest of them carried the gifts to the altar. I'm amazed by how much they have grown, and what great kids they are. I am very blessed to have those six kids in my life.
So thanks again, everyone, for your support these past few days. You'll never know just how much it means to me.