The funeral for my grandmother was this morning. Lincoln limousines not Caddys.
As they say funerals are for the benefit of the living not the departed. My mother gave a beautiful eulogy that made her mother's life come alive in the minds eye of all those in attendance.
Like the title of this post suggests, I was going to use Elvis' version of Long Black Limousine but...
In guy mode I was suitably stoic but the minister had prepared a video montage of her life. The music he chose was the one song guaranteed to make me cry, Into the West, Journey's End from the conclusion to Lord of the Rings. It was all I could do to keep myself together but still I felt the tears come.
The photo is from her wedding day in 1941, she looks like a movie star.
Hugs,
April
