re: #256 EmmmieG

Oh, so, OT, not that there was a topic,

The funeral today really has me thinking.

This woman’s obit wasn’t much. Born, married, raised five kids, contracted a couple of diseases, died. In terms of world accomplishments, not much.

The chapel was filled with people who truly loved her. Even in the middle of her suffering she could not complain, and make other people feel better.

Imagine that. Cancer and MS, and you make other people feel better.

A few years ago, I remember a funeral where the deceased had a long obit, and I remember thinking, “Does anyone care? Really?” She had one daughter (the one who paid over a thousand for the obituary) who cared, but nobody else really did. She hadn’t actually touched any lives, not really.

It makes one stop and think about what is important.

I mentioned it here before, but there was a pretty profound statement in the Wizard of Oz that I adore, when the Wizard says to the Tin Man: “A heart isn’t judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.”