This was the weekend of Sue's memorial. It was a beautiful gathering, held under an apple tree overlooking Lake Champlain on a gorgeous Vermont day. I loved the sweet smell of the fallen apples on the ground and the birds chirping and bees buzzing around us. Sue would have LOVED this. Fifty people sat in chairs arranged in a circle and Winnie read a elegant, encompassing and moving tribute to Sue's life. A friend sang "Amazing Grace", her voice echoing over the lake. It was the celebration of her life she asked for.
Various people read her poetry, journal entries, and political commentaries. I read the poem about the heart-shaped rock and passed around the necklace which everyone enjoyed seeing (especially the ranger from Coolidge Park who came to the memorial). Anyone who wanted to, related a memory about Sue and it was wonderful to hear these stories and see Sue through other's eyes. Ernie created a DVD of photos and film of her life, accompanied with her favorite Beethoven piano concerto.
My goal for the weekend was to be of service in any way I could. To just be the NICEST I could be to everyone. Setting up, cleaning up, greeting guests, talking to people I didn't know to welcome them (something I'm not good at). I didn't wait to be asked to do something, I just tried to pitch in where ever I could. And I just "went with the flow" of things. And it was the exact right thing to do.
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