what would have been
a service with heartfelt sharing in a packed sanctuary
followed by a long procession to the cemetery
was condensed to a small committal service with the immediate family
nothing seemed to be normal except the sun, winds, clouds, flag, and roses.
yet there was complete acceptance of reality
no resentment, no wishing for more
I realized
it's not about how many people there are
what truly matters is
if a life so full of legacies is honored with affection
a heart so big with love comes alive in us
and it did
and it was full
my heart always breaks half a day later
*in honor of the Damon family
*in honor of the Damon family
