Today was the day we said gooodbye to my youngest son Nicholas. As I expected the chapel was full, many of Nicks friends had travelled, one right from Cornwall, and workmates who were on nights stayed up to be with us.
Thankfully it was a sunny day, although very cold.
Nicks son K, and my oldest son took the first two places carrying the coffin in.
DB made a splendid job of reading what I had written, just the right amount of joy and pathos, it helped so much to lift the atmosphere.
Both Nicks elder and younger daughters spoke about their dad, poor M could hardly say what she wanted to for tears. My youngest daughter had to leave the service just as the curtains came round, I knew she was not well when we picked her up, it all got too much, so her cousin and her husband took her home, so DB and I could stay for a while.
We went to the reception, stayed for a while catching up with various people and then decided to make our way home. We now have closure, I just have to accept that we will no longer see him.
Life will never be the same again, but he will live on forever in our hearts. Life goes on and I must go on with it.