"The funeral last night was almost indescribable."

       The father of the children I babysit for died of a heart attack last Friday...

       The funeral last night was almost indescribable. By that I mean I can tell you about it, but no
words could get across the impact it made on me. I laughed as hard as I cried because as much as we missed him, remembering him made up so happy. And the crowd went from the front of the chapel, through the gym, and all the way to the back of the stage. Hundreds of people were there. This man was amazing <3 Everyone who knew him loved him. The speakers were amazing! And his wife and two children who, and I know I’ve said this a million times, I love incredibly. I didn’t expect to cry so much during the funeral but by the end of it I had gone through about 9 tissues. The hardest part was seeing his oldest son, Troy, who just turned 12 on Saturday, the day after his father’s death, break down after the funeral. I’ve watched those kids grow up so carefree and happy. Now I have to watch them go through life without a father…I feel so miserable. I can only imagine how they must feel.

       I ended up going to the wake as well. I gave his wife the biggest, longest hug ever and we were both crying and she was telling me how much he loved me and how highly he thought of me. We let go of each other and I walked over to the open casket. I was honestly expecting this sight to bring on a panic attack but it was actually very good closure. He was pale, his ears and forehead a little blue, but it looked like he was peacefully asleep, content. My mom was next in line to hug his wife and she started telling my mom all the great things that her husband had said about me, and I know his body was dead but it was like he was saying all those things himself. Telling me how good I was with the boys and how grateful he was for me and that I was a very special person to him. It was beautiful. Who thought looking at a dead body could be so spiritual? It was very odd though. Seeing this man who was once so alive and full of life, who appreciated every person he knew, who impacted everyone he met, who could always make you laugh and inspired you to be a better person, to see him cold, dead, and turning blue...it was sad.

       Luckily, we are a soul with a body and not a body with a soul.

R.I.P. Mark Taylor <3

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