Twenty years ago today I walked down the aisle with my Dad to marry George.
We played this song as I walked in
Tomorrow I will walk down the aisle with my Dad to say farewell to my beautiful Mum. She died on the 18th August after bravely living with cancer and we were just not prepared for how quickly she would leave us.
Dad has chosen this song as we walk in. I’m not sure how our legs will carry us but our shattered hearts threaded together as a family saying farewell will see us through.
Grief is a brutal process. There is very little space in the weeks that follow a bereavement with all the practical arrangements to be made. Feeling deeply or appreciating the depth of your loss, especially while parenting small children, is almost impossible. Eating and sleeping become things you just don’t seem to have time or need for. Each day that passes in a whirl of ”stuff to do and calls to make” cruelly takes you further away from the memories of the precious last moments you desperately want to cherish and soak in.
20 years ago we included 1 Corinthians 13 in our wedding service and later found it comforting when we experienced the pain of miscarrying our first baby. It will be read at Mum’s funeral tomorrow as we focus on the love she had for us all and the legacy of love she leaves with us. ”Love long outlives us. The imprint of our love can’t be taken back; it marks the lives of those we encounter irreversibly” said a dear friend helping us to choose our readings.
Mum, you are so loved, so deeply missed and will always be remembered. Love never ends.
(off to read my previous wedding anniversary posts now and hug George tightly)