i attended a wake back in the hometown over the weekend. it was the passing of a church member. far from being a sombre occasion, everyone seemed to be in good spirits, including the family of the deceased.
met up with quite a few people from the days i 1st attended church & it felt like a reunion of sorts - the ex-student pastor who is now in management within the church body, the ex-door-to-door book salesman who is now a medical rep & the youths of yore who now have families of their own.
that's what i like about funerals & i don't mean any disrespect to the deceased nor the grieving family. i often catch up with a whole bunch of people that i will not be able to under other circumstances. in a way, i relish reliving my past life .
do you still remember your 1st love? of course, this doesn't apply if you married that person but many do not go through life that way. i didn't.
the wake happened to be for the beloved mother of my 1st love. as the projector flashed the life & times of the late mrs K, & as each family member paid tribute to the matriarch, i too recalled those care-free days of my youth & the start of my christian life in which she left a big impression. as it turned out, she remains a wonderful mother, grandmother AND mother-in-law in a world where two out of three is the norm.
it was indeed a remarkable trip down memory lane. almost like the green, green grass of home.