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10ClarionSt | 16:36 Mon 04th Sep 2017 | ChatterBank
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Today I attended the funeral of my favourite uncle. He was a lovely man. A bespoke tailor by trade. His grown up children asked me to speak about him as they were too upset by his passing. It was an honour and a privilege to do so. He'll be sadly missed but always remembered with a smile, which were my closing words. A sad day. Sorry folks. Don't want to be so morbid.
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It isn't morbid to remember him, he sounds a character and leaves you with wonderful memories.

Safe journey Uncle.x
It's always difficult, especially when it's a lovely special person as was your Uncle. x
So sorry to hear this. It certainly is not morbid to remember your uncle.
Cherish the memories and share with the family.
Not morbid. When my mum died a friend of hers told me 'She's never truly dead whilst she is remembered', it's true. Keep remembering.
Yes, it must have been a hard day.
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Sorry to hear this, just keep the lovely memories you have.
You are not being morbid just sad at the passing of a loved one remember the good times
Hi 10,
funerals make you reflect so much, and bring the past back so vividly. They have a way of making you treasure what you have and be grateful for it.
you will be subject to thoughts of passing
and certainly think - I dont wanna feel like this

I have had to give speeches on behalf of a few fambly members who were too upset themselves - itself a bit of an odd feeling

feel better soon Clarion
He wouldn't want you to be sad. Think of the good times. A bit of a cliché , I know but its a cliché because it's often said and it's true.

Having said the above this has brought back memories of my dad's funeral.

I asked one of my uncles (dad's Brother in Law) to read a eulogy that I had prepared. He willingly agreed and was happy to do so. However, on the day, when he got to the pulpit, he only managed the first sentence before breaking down in tears. I stepped up to 'rescue ' him and when I turned round, one of my nieces was there saying, 'I'll do it, Aunt Tilly. I'll read it.'' She read it beautifully, sight unseen. I will always remember that.
Just passed on news of the obituary of someone in the Tel who was close to my friends (she's a D-Mail reader and had missed the death) and we were reminiscing, the thing for her and her sister to decide who represents the family, as their father was employed by him and very close, to the point that he turned up to their father's funeral a year ago, to which I went......

It's those stories and memories of good men and women that really count.
I lost a beloved Uncle just over two years ago and he often comes into my thoughts unbidden and it takes my breath away. You love him 10C and that's ALL that matters, love is everything.

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