Purring...
Am getting loads of texts, emails and plain ol' phone calls from folk who loved my MC work at my late friend Mark's headstone unveiling yesterday.
A cold, overcast day - but no rain...
Mark truly was an inspirational guy and died in a car crash this time last year as he drove back (alone) from attending a concert by his fave band, the US rockers Modest Mouse, at the Auckland City Limits music festival.
BirdEgg, you'll be delighted 🙂 and doubtless shocked :shock1: to learn that I even included Mark's favourite track by that noisemaking outfit at his graveside ceremony, ha.
(I'm not 100% anti-Music. Just close to 100%... 🙄)
Mucho tears but also a lot of laughter, his 15-year-old cousin reading out loud the inscription on the headstone (and, natch, bursting into tears doing so), loads of people giving their best Mark anecdotes, a release of a monarch butterfly (Mark's fave animal/creature) to mark each year of his (too short) life, a nip of neat bourbon for everyone legal (or allowed to be legal just for the day, ha), everyone getting to place a wee polished stone on his pedestal or (as I did) to take that home and put on my computer monitor as a memory of Mark - and then back to his Mum and Dad's for a slap-up life-celebrating meal...
I used one of my favourite Latin quotes to close up with:
Atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.
Which, being such learned General Chatroomers, you will of course know means:
And, forever, brother, hail and farewell!
Home in the very small hours of this morning ... to hug and love both my girls (who left early) here.
Give each of your loved ones a hug at every opportunity you get, folks, I always say. This thing we call 'life' is so fleeting...