These past two weeks have been the most difficult for me, I think in my life. Someone close to me passed, and I had helped organize the funeral with the family...which I was glad to be part of, honored really, that her relatives asked me to do that... Only later, have I been able to grieve. My sadness is great... I miss her so much...
The service was beautiful, on a hot sunny day... Jessie was wearing her white mink fur coat...we laughed at the thought of how hot it was...and that she would be ready for the winter with her coat on. She looked good...I know she would be pleased. She had many flowers. I had suggested we use all colors, every hue possible, because Jessie was a colorful woman. She liked to paint, and her paintings reflected the rainbows in her heart. She had painted a chirstmans tree once, and gave it to me for christmas. It has all kinds of shapes and colors...I can look at it for a long time, and find monkeys and birds, trees and of course, flowers lurking somewhere in there...I told her, I could see them, and she laughed and said, "yeah, yeah theys in there".
B.B. King and Bonnie Raitt were among the ones who had sent flowers. The Rising Star Fife & Drum Corp. played as she was carried to her final resting place... "Glory glory, Hallelujah...since I lay my burden down..." ...and we laid our final flowers on Jessie and said goodbye...
I am so happy she is at peace. I know she is happy and free. I am weeping because I miss her and I won't be able to see or talk to her anymore...but when I close my eyes, I can see her laughing that big ole cackle of hers... I know she will always be there.
