Look, my youngest brother is a giant douche. (And I’m the only girl and seven years younger than him.)
It’s a long story...but he wanted to conduct Mom’s service. Now, I DID convince him to let my uncle commit Mom at the graveside...but he had music he wanted to play...and things he wanted to say....and no preachers.
So he played “ I can only imagine”by Mercy Me to start and I lost it. I know the song. I lost it...but luckily I had my Mom’s sister beside me to hold me.
Then my brother spoke and played two other songs...I dunno what they were...some of his favorite Christian songs....it went on forever...
Fortunately, my Mom’s family were there to lend a bit of dignity and pay nice tributes before the close of the service.
I had told my brother that I went through photos of Mom and I thought it would be hard to assemble the album I took to the funeral...but she was in every photo just smiling at the camera...
so...I asked if (and I didn’t know he was going to have a bunch of music)...I asked if we could close the service with “Smile.”
And...you know...he’s not so couth...
as it came on he said (in the funeral)...”It’s the Jerry Lewis telethon song!”
I tell ya...nothing but class in these genes.
I have a twin sister that I don’t talk to, so I can see where you’re coming from. But I have to tell you, my mom is gone, I only have dad, we are all of different faiths growing up, when he goes, it will not be a religious service, and he’s ok with that.
Gotta go. Hope to chat again.