Deniz' Memorial Service

[swestrup]

I just wanted to say how lovely I thought Deniz' Memorial Service was. I'm not a big fan of religion and churches generally make me uneasy, but I found that the fact that everyone in the place was genuinely in mourning somehow helped. The choir, the organist and the priest had all known Deniz personally, and I think they were determined to give her a special send-off. They succeeded.

The service was mostly in English, but there were bits in both French and Turkish. There were readings from the Bible and the Koran and there were songs sung by the Choir and by a muslim holy man (I forget the term) with a beautiful singing voice, and dcoombs gave a lovely speech.

Afterwards many people mentioned that it was a very beautiful service, held for the worst of all possible reasons.

Comments

[thothmeister.livejournal.com]

I haven't fortunately been to a memorial since my bubie passed away in 1988, so I can't compare it to any other. It was a nice ceremony though.

My heart really went out to her brother Eryl (I'm not sure of the spelling). He overheard me telling another about my osteopersosis, and expressed his gratitude tearfully that I made it.

Thing is: what I have will eventually go away. It's all temporary. Losing Deniz and coming to say goodbye was more important.

[azrhey.livejournal.com]

Erol

it was very nice of you to come. I am osrry the church wasn`t more accomodating to your condition though :(

[thothmeister.livejournal.com]

As I told both Erol and Deniz' mother, it was my honor to be there to show my respects. A little thing like stairs wouldn't stop me from being there to say goodbye. A leg fracture, weak bones... so what. If I'd had to crawl to be there, I would.

[(Anonymous)]

I just checked your LJ for the first time in a week or so, and was shocked and saddened by this news. I'm thinking about how precious and vital life is.
-Jim

[(Anonymous)]

In the immortal words of the poet, John Donne, "No man is an island. The death of any man diminishes me. Therefore, send not to ask for whom the bell tolls, for it tolls for thee."
-Jim