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About a week ago I posted a thread about my friend's sixteen year-old sister Rebbecca passing.
Well, today was the funeral and I had the honor of being a pallbearer. It was a Roman Catholic funeral mass and the church was just short of packed without a single dry eye in the building.
A lot of things happened in the months before her death that, in my not so humble opinion, contributed to her falling asleep. The circumstances that I had heard are, well, quite distressing. Without going into too much detail it makes one lose one's faith in organizations such as CPS, humanity, the knuckleheads that work for it, and things that parents and family members do after a divorce. Needless to say, speaking about this will only lead to a great deal of anger on my part and is therefore not worth writing. Suffice to say, this is all the sort of things that books get written about and shall all be dealt with in due time.
An Orthodox priest friend of my dad's in Pennsylvania said that this can only be God's mercy that she went. As easy as it is to say or type it, it is a real hard pill to swallow and something difficult to accept.
It is very difficult to accept and a real test of one's faith when you are carrying the casket of the body of somebody whom you knew for a long time from the church to the hurse and then from the hurse to the burial plot. Especially when one of the other pallbearers is the older brother of the deceased, i.e., a lifelong friend of mine. Even the funeral director said to my dad and I after the burial, "This should not have happened. She was too young".
But, in spite of all that it can be a bit of a wake-up call, a reality check and a real incentive to get one's priorities in order, so I am going to take some much needed time off. I've been very lazy in the getting off one's backside and finally getting things done that need to be done.
All I can ask is to pray for me, my friend Matthew, for Rebbecca and their family. I don't know how long it will be, but I will come back.
Well, today was the funeral and I had the honor of being a pallbearer. It was a Roman Catholic funeral mass and the church was just short of packed without a single dry eye in the building.
A lot of things happened in the months before her death that, in my not so humble opinion, contributed to her falling asleep. The circumstances that I had heard are, well, quite distressing. Without going into too much detail it makes one lose one's faith in organizations such as CPS, humanity, the knuckleheads that work for it, and things that parents and family members do after a divorce. Needless to say, speaking about this will only lead to a great deal of anger on my part and is therefore not worth writing. Suffice to say, this is all the sort of things that books get written about and shall all be dealt with in due time.
An Orthodox priest friend of my dad's in Pennsylvania said that this can only be God's mercy that she went. As easy as it is to say or type it, it is a real hard pill to swallow and something difficult to accept.
It is very difficult to accept and a real test of one's faith when you are carrying the casket of the body of somebody whom you knew for a long time from the church to the hurse and then from the hurse to the burial plot. Especially when one of the other pallbearers is the older brother of the deceased, i.e., a lifelong friend of mine. Even the funeral director said to my dad and I after the burial, "This should not have happened. She was too young".
But, in spite of all that it can be a bit of a wake-up call, a reality check and a real incentive to get one's priorities in order, so I am going to take some much needed time off. I've been very lazy in the getting off one's backside and finally getting things done that need to be done.
All I can ask is to pray for me, my friend Matthew, for Rebbecca and their family. I don't know how long it will be, but I will come back.
