Yes, Dad is more peaceful and that's good but it was a pretty awful send off. Certainly no comfort to me, except to know that we've got through it and Dad is ok. I've been fighting off a cold/cough virus and today am absolutely floored by it and have called in sick. I haven't slept well for weeks and am exhausted.
The funeral could have been so much nicer if we'd just been able to collaborate. Just the 3 of us - me, Dad and sister. Which was exactly what was on my mind when I arrived home 2 weeks ago, only to find they already had really fixed opinions.
The setting was awful. The piano was awful. The music was mostly awful - not what she would have wanted at all. I'd put in just one request - Mum's favourite hymn and I was really specific about the tune. The friend of Dad's who was playing the piano said (to Dad, not me) that I must be wrong and changed it to the other tune. That pissed me off. The vicar repeatedly got my Dad's name wrong and omitted from the prayers and eulogy the name of my parents' deceased child. They've always been very open about her and talked about her and I find it hard to believe that Dad wouldn't have mentioned her when prepping the service with the vicar. That was very sad as Mum firmly believed she would meet her daughter in heaven and I would like that to have been reflected. I wish we'd written the eulogy ourselves, and got the vicar to simply read it out. We could have brought into it so much warmth and humour. Instead, it was just a chronology of her life and it was just devoid of any character.
And the worst bit was just walking away from the coffin (having taken the flowers and photos off of it, including grappling with bits of string tying the photo on). That was so wrong, in my opinion. But I couldn't have taken on Dad and sister about that. I'd have gladly accompanied her right to the very end, but I was denied that. I'm not interested in the ashes. Dad will take those to Canada where my brother lives.
Dad tried to engage me in conversation about the funeral afterwards as he was clearly seeking affirmation that it was a good do. That it was the perfect send off. Well, it wasn't, and I couldn't lie. So I just made vague noises and changed the subject. I reaffirmed to him that it all went very smoothly - which is the best I could do.
There will be no grave or memorial stone, so no physical place to remember her.
I'm thinking ahead of what to do for myself. All Souls/ All Saints days are not so far away, and 1 November is my parent's wedding anniversary. So I shall seek out some good church services over those days, and attend with her in mind.
I will have to agree to disagree with people who say that the spouse should have all the say. My husband and I have been so aghast at all this, we've vowed to make our funeral plans very clear. I came home last night and the hymn book was out on the table as my DH had been choosing his hymns!
Saying 'oh I just want something simple' is really NOT helpful as different people have different interpretations of the word simple. Paying an extra £600 to have a coffin that looks simple, in order to be simple, is ridiculous. Mum would have been outraged.
Lots learned over these past couple of weeks.