All in hand ... For your Mums ... celebration of her life ... Just the wait in queue for the Crematorium ... It seems forever ...
The songs as in hymns, the music, the poem, the photos, the flowers are selected and chosen. The funeral ironically falls on the day of the drop in ... Where we selected for the donations to be used in doing ... All in the locality you all know so well ... It is immediate family flowers only ... There is no one to see the flowers as such now which daughter also pointed out ... The final touch on a few parts is all that is now left ...
Where the money would rot ... It is going to be put back where your family spent time through the many generations ... A lasting silent legacy ... That a lot of people do ...
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