So – I did go to the funeral. The only hard part was walking past the parlor when I was making my way to the choir room. The parlor is where the family gathers before the service and I hope to not go in there for a very long time. Just the thought of the family in there waiting for the service to begin gives me flashbacks.
I was so glad that I went. I found the service to be extremely comforting and to be able to sing “How Lovely is Thy Dwelling Place” at a time when it is utterly meaningful was a blessing.
Unfortunately, I did not have time to go through the receiving line. I don’t know her plans, but I hope my fellow alto will be back singing with us sometime soon.
This man was a coach and an educator and had a positive influence on so many people. I am glad to have learned more about him.