Mimi

Last Friday, on our way to DC to see Kara and Chris, my Dad called to say that my Mimi had passed away. She was at home, which was a big blessing. A good family friend who is like an elder in their church had come over to do the Episcopal version of the Last Rites with her, and she died in the service. This was actually the same person who did the came service with my grandfather before he died in 1986. My mom said it was a beautiful way to go. We are all having a hard time with it, because she has been the center of our family for so long. But we know she is in a better place now.

My family asked me, as the oldest grandchild, to read 2 Corinthians 4:16-5:9 at the funeral. I was honored that they asked me, and I was able to make it through it okay, even though Sue was standing by for help if I started the "Ugly Cry". Then, all the grandchildren were going to bring up the elements (wine and bread) for communion, but when we got to the back, I thought we had plenty of time before we had to go, and I ran to the bathroom. But I was still in there when the time came for them to go up with the elements, so we all got a good chuckle out of that.

If you would like to read her obituary, you can do so here.