Monday, September 9, 2019
Farewell to Matt
Last weekend my family traveled to New Jersey to pay our respects to Matt, and be with family as we mourned. Like the pastor said, now he is at peace, and there are no more demons. I took a long walk on the shore, feeling peaceful, thinking about him. And I marveled at how different a beach on the same ocean can look, in different parts of the country. I picked a few shells to bring home for the kids, because they're much different than the types of shells the kids are used to seeing.
It was good to be with my mom's family, even for such a sad occasion. As Matt would have preferred, no one wore suits to the service, many people wore tie-dye, and the reception was a huge party. Hundreds of people turned out, from our (fairly conservative) family, to long, grey-haired Harley riders, to women with hair every color of the rainbow. And for several hours that afternoon, there was a raging tailgate going on in the parking lot of the funeral home.
We also realized something over the weekend -- it was just the five of us. That almost never happens anymore! It was a throwback to the past, sharing a rental car and hotel rooms for the weekend. The original Party of Five.
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