It was a beautiful service.
It struck me that it was real celebration of the life of a wonderful person.
Today a friend is remembering her son, and celebrating his life.
It honors those we have lost so much more when we celebrate their lives.
Rather than be sad that they are gone
Rejoice that you knew them.
Tell their stories, speak their name.
a lesson my mother taught me.
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