Yesterday was the funeral service for Bear. It was beautiful, complete with a slideshow. And while I had seen all of the photos before, just seeing them up on the screen was so emotional and it made me laugh and it made me cry and most of all it made me love.
At the front of the chapel sat Bear's urn and photos of both Bear and Babybear surrounded by flowers and much to my surprise a Teddy bear holding a baby teddy bear. I didn't get a chance to take a photo of this but it was breathtaking to me. I was uncertain about the urn but seeing it up there, I found myself still liking it, which is a good sign. Bear's mom leaned over to me and told me that it was beautiful, and I think that was the most important of all.
After the service we gathered in the reception room for dainties and fellowship. It warmed my heart that so many people came to say good bye to Bear. Sorry, Bear, you were wrong.... people came to your funeral!
It both warmed and broke my heart to have so many people coming up to me and crying. It showed me how much impact my bear made on everyone, and I think it validated his life. Most of these folks were shocked at the speed in which Bear's illness took over. Some of them were not even aware that he was gravely ill, but thought he was just recovering from surgery.
I would like to thank everyone who came to Bear's funeral and those who sent their well wishes and beautiful flowers. I would like to thank all of you in blogville for reading our story and showing your support over the miles. I would like to thank the funeral home for putting together a beautiful service and the wonderful slideshow. I would like to thank Pastor for his kind and inspirational words. And most of all, I would like to thank Bear, for being my best friend. I love you.