I spoke at my Mom’s funeral on Tuesday. And it was extremely hard but I’ll forever be glad that I did. Here is what I said:
Hello everyone, thank you for coming to celebrate my mom. I am the oldest of her five kids. And if you heard about me from her, I promise I’m not nearly as smart as she gave me credit for. But I think that’s something that all five of us can agree on; myself, Jake, Ethan, Dylan and Lauren, Mom was exceptionally proud of us. I don’t think it’s possible to be more proud of us than she was.
My mom was the most stubborn and hard headed person I know, but you hadn’t seen 10% of that until you saw her defend one of us.
But while she had her moments where she had to get tough, I think we all remember her best for her unyielding positivity. She was always happy. Always ready to bust out into song to Jesus take the wheel or Shania Twain. And you couldn’t help but sing along.
Saying that she loved life is an understatement. She loved kayaking, singing, talking, traveling, motocycles, gardening, roller coasters, horses, country, city, shopping, skiing. In fact, it would be a much shorter list to say the things she didn’t enjoy or wouldn’t have tried. I honestly can’t even think of one thing. But I’m sure there were at least a few.
I’m going to miss talking to her the most though. She was the one I ran to when I was afraid everyone else would judge me. I always knew that she would love me no matter what I did. She was the best at just listening and consoling never trying to solve your problem or convince you that you shouldn’t feel a certain way. She was not only my mom, but my best friend. I love you mom.
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