Well, well, well...Spud fell in the well! LOL! Little Rascals reference. Spud
was always messin' with that poor Weezer! My cable has been out for a couple of
days and they can't get out until Monday, so I thought I would write something.
Speaking of the cable being out, there is a Looney Tunes episode where Cecil the
turtle works for the cable company and he is like, "It's Monday, time to ruin
someone's day." He laughs and then cuts Bugs Bunny's cable off. When Bugs calls
in, Cecil is like, "I'm sorry Mr. Buuunny (pronounces his name all wrong and
shit, LOL!!), someone will be out on Tuesday between 8:00am and 2:00pm, make
sure you're home!!" Bugs is in the bathroom, they knock, wait like 2 seconds,
leave a letter that says, "Sorry we missed you." and they leave, quick as hell!
Bugs calls back alllll bummed out because the basketball playoffs are on! LOL!!
I still love a good cartoon. Whoever wrote that, is a great writer! I on the
other hand, don't care too much about tv, so it's not too big of a deal to
me.
I was soakin my bones in the tub (LOVE SOAKIN MY BONES) and thought,
well, I guess I'm gonna have to do something constructive. To be honest, I
always feel like I should get back to writing. Too bad it took me about a half
an hour just to figure out how to sign in. All these damn passwords and shit.
I got it though and I feel like I have a pretty good message for all you muggs out there too.
So, here it goes.
I went to a funeral today for a friend's son who was shot. Depressing
right? No doubt, depressing! I didn't go to the funeral home, I went to the
service and I'm glad I did. First of all, that is the least I could do to
support my friend. We all need a good support system in this life! Secondly, I
ain't gonna lie, I haven't been to church in a while!! When I got there everybody was lined up to pay their respects and greet the family. It was rough, I mean, what do you say? I can't begin to imagine, nor do I really want to imagine what it would be like. I get up to the casket and say a prayer and then turn to my friend and his family. I give him a hug and tell him, I'm so sorry. It was like that was all I could even come up with to say. I must have said it to him 5 times. Hugged his wife, same thing. All the way down the line.
We take our seats though and wait for the service to begin. It was a little different then I am used to. I am raised Catholic, that goes, sing, reading, sing, reading, sing, gospel, homily, eulogy, communion, sing, go in peace, and done. So it starts with a scripture and then they call up this girl to read the obituary and messages from the family. To myself, I'm like whoa, this isn't going to be easy to listen to! Especially since I have two kids myself. It's like you automatically associate what is going on to your family and in this case to my kids. She gets up to the mic and says, "before I do this there is something I have to do." She says, "Hallelujah!" not much of a response. She is like, "Oh no no no, I said Hallelujah" Some people give it back, definitely a better response. Then she raises both hands up and says, "I said HALLELUJAH, this is the day the LORD has MADE, HALLELUJAH!" Now muggs are hollerin' it back! Then she starts to sing! I mean to tell you this girl could SING! She sang, "I'll fly away ole glory, I'll fly away. In the morning, when I die hallelujah by and by, I'll fly away..." I know the song from a movie, "Oh Brother Where art Thou" I love that movie, and the soundtrack. My eyes immediately welled up, but it wasn't sadness that overcame me. It was like she was so full of passion for song and so full of passion for his life that she was almost breathing joy into the people's hearts. From that moment on, I felt more like it was a celebration of his life. She went on to read the obituary and the messages and of course they were not easy to listen to, but I think maybe I listened to them in a different way than I would have had she not got up there. I listened to it more as love being spoken about my friend's son rather than feeling the sorrow being spoken to my friend. I guess I didn't expect to feel enlightened when I left.
So after that they call up like 5 people to speak, all of which had a great messages. The one that stood out most to me was one of his cousins. I don't remember everything he said, however what he left the mic with was, "Even though I don't know all of you, I love all of you!" He was a young dude, I say he was young, because that seems like a hell of a statement for a young man. That usually comes from someone who is older, who has lived a long life. Someone who is giving advice to a young dude. In my opinion, he summed up the whole service with that closing statement!! I tried to find him after the service, just to give him my condolences and tell him hey, I love you too, but I couldn't find him. I did find the girl who sang and told her that she had a beautiful voice!
Like I said, I didn't expect to feel enlightened leaving a funeral, but I did. Those are just 2 things that stood out to me and inspired me to write this. I guess even in times of sadness there are some things that can bring joy, some things to be learned, and a way to grow and become a better person. I'm learning Mom!!! I try to give love to the people that surround me, show love to the people around me, and be kind. It sure seems like things would be a whole lot better in this world if we all just said hey, I love you! You never know what this life may bring. Say I love you, be kind, it could change someone's day, change someone life, or inspire someone to do something. After all, a song and an I love you inspired me. In tribute to my friend Rodney's son! May you rest in peace Carlton Coleman!
