Shaken and very stirred
I attended the funeral of my dear friend Dee today. It was both wonderful and agonising. I am not good with funerals – I find death very difficult to cope with, but because Dee and I had spoken about the possibility on a number of occasions and I had found so many happy memories in the last couple of weeks, I thought it would be alright. I really wanted to say something in memory of my friend, but when it came to it, it was so much harder than I imagined. The good thing about it though, was the opportunity to meet some if her other lovely friends and a comfort to know how well loved she had been.
I have attached a pdf copy of what I said at the funeral here.
My Eulogy
How does one begin to express the sense of loss felt over the death of a close friend without resorting to cliche and platitiude. Perhaps it is best not to try, since such expressions become cliched because they embody instantly understandable emotions in a comfortingly familiar form and thus spare one the anguish of groping for words to express the raw and personal pain.
