As I’ve mentioned, I remember very, very little from the weeks immediately following Henry’s death on May 31. Like, almost nothing. It’s all a blur. People tell me they spoke to me or saw me during that period and I draw a total blank. I guess I was in shock.
Unfortunately, this also means that I remember very little about Henry’s memorial service, held on June 5 at St. Johns Cathedral in downtown Knoxville. I remember telling my sister and Henry’s stepmother how I envisioned the service – the specific music and flowers and such. (They then did all the organizing, wonderful women that they are). I do remember writing my child’s obituary, and I recall sitting in a daze for the receiving of friends before the service, shaking hands and giving hugs to so many wonderful people before I finally felt like I was going to pass out and had to go to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. I remember singing Let It Be at the end of the service, and I remember the bells ringing loudly – just as I wanted – as we all left the church and went out into the sunshine. I remember E wearing Henry’s favorite furry hat throughout the entire day. And I know that our house was filled with people, food and a lot of love for many hours that day following the service, but I wasn’t able to leave my bedroom after getting home from the church, so I didn’t actually see or speak to anyone.
Apparently there were around 1,000 people at Henry’s service and many hundreds of folks at our house all afternoon following the service. But very few people actually signed the guestbook at our house (maybe folks didn’t see it) and I actually haven’t even seen a guestbook that may have been at the church. So I have a request – if you were at Henry’s service and/or at the get together at our house after the service that day, will you let me know in the comments below? If you know of other folks who were there, but who might not see this blog post, would you tell me their names as well? I’d love to have a better idea of who shared the day with us since I recall so little. And if you have any specific impressions or memories of the service – what it was like or what you found most meaningful – I’d love to hear that feedback as well.
Think of this blog post as a virtual guestbook for Henry’s service.
Thanks y’all – KAG