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Perhaps the most challenging, yet necessary thing a person will ever have to participate in. Share your experience with the community. What did the funeral mean to you?

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The funeral of my son meant the end. It had to be all about him.

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At the time the shock and disbelief made it go like it wasn't even for Ricardo...
He was the healthiest, strongest person and we had even begun running for endurance and keep in shape the day before. We had many many plans that just slipped away because of someone's recklessness.

His family and friends were all there and the attendance was really overwhelming. Everyone had their story with Ricardo how he helped them in some way and how that changed their lives.

Sometimes I think God takes the good ones to pave our path to heaven. He was very noble hearted and talented. He was really my angel on earth.

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I'm very sorry to hear about your loss.
My dad was killed on april 2002 from murder suicide. I still do not want to believe that he is not here with us, to see his children and grand children grow up. Thank god for our family and friends that are there to help us through tough times. They remind us that just because someone has passed away it doesnt mean there gone forever, that they will always be watching over us, smiling and making sure we remember all the good times that we had together.

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After My husband, & 2 sons were in an awful accident. oct 07- Our 16yr old son didnt survive & - Our 18yr old & My husband were fighting for their lives. over a wk later - I and our 14 yr old daughter planed - our amazing son Brads funeral - & had it while my husband still wasnt aware or breathing on his own. Even when I think of it all now- I swear I will wake up from what has to be a night mare. Things I use to beleive in I am questioning now.

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At my Great-Aunt's funeral I gave the Eulogy...as someone who knew her better than most. She was always thought of as an "odd" person, the family "crackpot", the resident "wacko". I understood that she was none of these things...rather, she was a very spiritual, very liberal person in a very rational and conservative family.

I strove to help others see who she really was...and at the end, many people were grateful that I had opened their eyes. Not to mention that all the clairvoyants in the house reported the appearance of her gentle, smiling apparition over me while I spoke!

Just goes to show that the "dead" do in fact attend their own funerals...

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I really don't know what holli's funeral means to me yet as I am still waiting for her to come home :(
The only thing I can even remember is seeing my father sitting in the back of the church and my daughter laying in the front. Thats it. I can't tell you who came or what was said. I just knew that none of it was right and that after that day, I would never be able to see or touch her again. But still in my grief of losing her, I wanted her to have a beautiful service and I think she did.
In two days it will be two years since she has been gone. Still seems like a bad dream that I can never wake up from.

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It brings tears to my eyes when I read about Holli! I really am going to ask the Lord "Why" when I die!

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My Moms funeral was very hard on us. My youngest children had never been to a funeral and they were very good considering.
The worse part was being there with my siblings who do nothing but back stab and hate each other. I was afraid I would get in a fight with them, but my friends helped me through and told me to ignore them all since they were so ignorant.
My Mom has still not been buried yet. My sister convinced my Dad to cremate my Mom, which was not what my Mother wanted. Nobody has gotten around to burying her urn in the cemetary.
i will never forget that funeral or forgive those who went against my Moms last wishes.

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Take comfort in the fact that your mother's soul is not in that urn anyway. It is in the prescence of the lord, That is one thing your family could not take away from her or you. God Bless.

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My son died five months ago this week. I am very thankful for the memorial service we had. It was a time where his life and who he was was remembered and honored. I am so thankful that I had people around me to help me focus on the young man that I had in my life rather than to focus on the tragedy of his death. The last week in April, we all gathered again to celebrate the 13th anniversary of Christopher's adoption. Again, it was an opportunity to focus on not letting his death overshadow his life. That has truly been a gift from my Heavenly Father for which I am so very thankful. I don't want you to think that it is easy; it is a day-by-day, hour-by-hour choice that I must make. But the right choice makes all the difference.

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