We just came back from Uncle Chris's funeral, in Cornwall. We travelled there with Elaine, my aunty, and Grandma Munzer - and what a sweet memorial it was. Chris was such a kind and gentle man, and the tributes paid to him were all so sincere and heartfelt. I felt a wonderful sense of family unity as I saw Chris's relatives, who are related to me, being so thoughtful, as is obviously in their nature to be so.
Funerals always make me think about my own life, and what I can do to be better. It might seem like a bit of strange idea, but for that reason, I find funerals quite inspirational. Chris's funeral was one of thanksgiving - he had lived a life of 91 happy years. I hope my own (one day) will be the same way.
Life is still cushdie! I recommend marrying someone as wonderful as Helen (if such a person exists in the single world now!)
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