I’ve spent the past few hours creating a presentation for a friend’s memorial service. A full range of emotions accompanied.
Professionalism is one of my core values. Approaching even the most difficult things with calm competency is something I strive for.
The pictures, though…his kids…so young. Reminding of my birth-mother’s death when I was 15. Haunting me.
For many of the services I’ve worked, my composure held well. I know, though, this one will be hard. Even though sad weeping and wailing is not what he wanted. I get that. But, you know, my humanity….
