If you read yesterday’s post, then you’ll recall that a friend of mines (former coworker) daughter passed away unexpectedly on Nov. 15. Her name was Rebecca or Becca as many called her. She was only 35 years old. Today was her funeral.
I started my day with my bible study group Girl Talk. I go every Tuesday morning at 9:30. I am so grateful to have this group. We generally meet at the local McDonalds for prayer and fellowship. When we are actually doing a bible study of some sort, we’ll meet at the church office building. Today, there were only three of us. The others were busy working at another church in their food pantry. I couldn’t stay long due to the funeral.
The funeral was at 11. It was my first Catholic funeral mass. It was so beautiful. My mom was raised Catholic so I remember going to a few Catholic services when I was younger so not everything was completely foreign. The service was much longer than your typical funeral. I did shed tears though. Becca’s niece did the eulogy. I’d say she must have been 12 or 13 years old. She did incredibly well talking through her tears. She told of how close the two of them were. Becca was the older sister she never had. They did so much together, like sleepovers and played Barbies, went for coffee/hot chocolate. I cried so hard. And I didn’t have any tissue with me. I don’t know when I’ll learn to carry tissue with me in my purse like every other woman does! Becca loved Barbies and had 300 of them from what they said. She also loved The Wizard of Oz. That was another one of the times I cried…when they played “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”. At one point we recited The Lords Prayer. However, the Catholics end it very differently from what I am used to. They also did communion and from what I remember, you need to belong to the Catholic faith to participate so I sat out on that. Whether that is still the case, I really don’t know. After the service was over, there was a luncheon that I did stay for. My other friends Bonnie and Sharon were also there and we sat together to eat. I did say hi to Brenda (Becca’s mom) and she was thrilled to see me and happy that I showed up. She always called me Little Miss so that is how she greeted me. I was happy to hear those words again. We hugged and I offered my condolences.
After the funeral, I went through the car wash and vacuumed my car out. It was overdue on vacuuming. I wanted to get it clean for my new grocery delivery job. I have put myself on the schedule for tomorrow between 1 and 2 p.m. and 4 and 5 p.m. They recommend you start out slow. I’m a nervous nelly about it to be honest. Please say a prayer and/or send me some positive thoughts!
From the car wash, I went to Mel Trotter thrift store. I still had the $30 in gift cards that a woman from church gave me and I wanted to see if they had a winter coat in my size. I looked for that first and I found one! I don’t know if it’ll be the most warm but it’s better than just a hoodie which is all that I had. I also picked up a few other things. If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook, then you’ve seen them. Or, if you happen to be one of my followers on YouTube, then you’ll see my Thrift Store haul video. Yes folks, I also vlog! Here are some photos:
I also got a couple pair of holiday socks. I just didn’t take pictures of those. I’m slowly feeling the Christmas spirit I guess. Perhaps I’ll feel it more after Thanksgiving? I really don’t know.
Usually I want to get through my daughters birthday before thinking about Christmas. My oldest will be 26 one week from today! I can’t hardly believe it. Where does time go! She has grown into a fabulous young woman and I’m proud of her and Jon (that’s her boyfriend). They have had their struggles but they have worked through them. I have two cute grand dogs (Labradoodles) named Bella Boo and Jax Aroo. I have gone off on a tangent. Let’s save Kayleigh talk for next Tuesday.
My final excursion for the day was GriefShare. That’s my support group for grief and loss. This is my fourth session I believe. It is hosted by my church and I love to go for the fellowship. I usually pick up on something new each time and I love the things we share about each other’s hurts with regard to our losses. The group has been incredibly helpful to me. My losses are many and they’re not only in the form of human loss. But also pet loss, job loss, marriage loss, etc. Loss is a loss is a loss. Tonight at GriefShare, I told everyone about my blog and that the writing has been therapeutic for me. I also told them about Dr. Perry writing a post about me introducing me to his viewers. They were so proud of me for sharing my story. One of the women in my group has always called me an overcomer. This based on what she has seen in me over the past year with my job loss and divorce. When I think of it, I really am.
Wherever you are in this beautiful world, I wish you peace, love and happiness!