Friday, February 20, 2009

4 snippets and the funeral

Grandma Loyd's funeral was beautiful, moving and inspiring. The two pastors who spoke captured her perfectly, emphasizing how well she loved and embraced everyone she encountered, from her closest family and friends to the people who took care of her in rehab over the past couple of months. The associate pastor, a guy about my age who spent time with her while she was in the nursing home, choked up while recalling how she extended that loving spirit "even to a young preacher she barely knew."

There were also several mentions of her "smile that could light up Atlanta" -- she always radiated pure delight when someone she loved walked into the room -- and the pastors read a selection of her favorite scriptures, most of which were Psalms.

Grandma loved music, a fact that was reflected in the service. Long-time family friends Warren, Brian and Leah beautifully performed "Ashokan Farewell" and "Friends Like You." The pastor described how Grandma and Grandpa met, at a YWCA dance after World War II: He spotted her, he asked her to dance, soon everyone else had stopped to watch, and they danced together for the next 60 years. And she (the pastor) brought a lot of us to tears when she told how Grandma sang "I'll Be Loving You, Always" to Grandpa just last week.

The family requested memorial gifts to Grandma and Grandpa's church in lieu of flowers, but quite a few people sent gorgeous arrangements anyway. I couldn't believe that even the Chick-fil-A where they eat ALL the time sent a peace lily. Maybe there's a genetic component to my CFA obsession.

There was a crowded visitation Tuesday night, another before the funeral on Wednesday, and another informal one at the burial. A lot of people loved her, that's for sure. What a well-lived life.


On Monday Kate and I had coffee (yay for federal holidays) and I remembered to take a picture of my punch card. It's a little dark; in case you can't read it, someone -- I still don't know who -- wrote: "Drink this coffee for time -- CrossFit rules."


Matt (reading): "Forever" should always be one word, right?

Me: Yes.

Matt: You've turned me into an editor. (Pause) I'm, like, the editor who can't spell his own name.

Person who shall remain nameless (not Matt): This is a dumb question, but approximately ... means, like, an approximation, not exact, right?

Me: Yes.

Person who shall remain nameless: You can forget I asked that.


This painted mirror (which Terry really deserves more credit for than I do -- I found it at a Goodwill and she used it to teach me a sponging technique several years ago) made it to an Etsy treasury themed "Fairest of Them All." Cool!


Amanda said...

This is a fantastic blog!

Can I borrow some of your craftiness???

Ally said...

Your Grandma sounds so lovely. I'm glad she was honored and loved by so many and that you could attend the celebration of a life so well lived. Funerals like that inspire me to be a better person.

CrossFit seems like an obsession sometimes :)

Kaitlin said...

congrats on the etsy treasury! =)

Anonymous said...

That's really neat about CFA sending a peace lily. I recently read a comment somewhere by a person who said she doesn't even *like* CFA food, but she eats there anyhow because the employees are so nice!! :)