In this darkness I may disappear
So the funeral came and went. A simple straight-forward ceremony. A farewell to 91 years of a life. Memories. All that remains of a human being will finally be a small amount of ashes.
The family gathered. The relatives. Some old friends.
Music. A few words from the young priest. A last farewell by the coffin. Later some coffee at a place near the church. Some talking but also a lot of looking at nothing while being caught up in one’s thoughts.
What remains is to deal with all the practical matters.
Life goes on.