I went to bed at about 2am this morning (after a long drive alone from Home to Arizona). I set my alarm clock for 10am, so I would be up in time for the 1pm funeral. Wishful thinking. I was woken up just before 7am to help carry the empty casket from the house to the back of Keith's truck.
A closed casket viewing started at 10:00 am. There were lots of people that showed up. I've only been to four funerals total in my life, however by far this was the most attended funeral. I'm sad to think that Deni's sister, Azure, is gone and it is even harder seeing her husband left with a 6 month old. I did fine with my emotions for the most part. I watched as people came in and paid their respects to Azure and spoke with her husband Brian. I didn't know anyone coming in to give their respects, but sat there and watched as they came in and spoke with Brian. I was far enough away that I could hear what they were saying , but watched anyways. Deni leaned over while I was watching the people come in and talk to Brian and she pointed to the guy that had found Azure and did CPR. As I said, I couldn't hear what he was saying, however I could tell it was a special moment. There was also a video/slideshow of Azure playing in the background.
At 12:30 pm they closed the doors to immediate family only. At that point, they opened the casket and let the family pay their respects. Deni and I didn't want the kids to see her, so we kept them back. Personally, I'd always like to remember people the way they were when they were alive, instead of seeing their body.
The funeral started at 1:00 pm. We walked in as the family to a completely packed church. They estimated there were at least 1,200 people there. The Chapel was full, the gym was full, all the rooms were full as well as people standing in the hall ways. Quite the showing, from a small community.
Deni, as well as her dad, brother and sisters, spoke. They all had great things to say. I enjoyed Deni's talk. She focused on the Young Womens theme and how Azure exemplified those values.
After the funeral, I was one of the Pall Bearers, so I helped the casket into the Hearse. We then drove a mile or so to the Cemetery. I then helped the casket out of the Hearse and to the burial site. The grave was dedicated by Brian.
We went back to the church for a luncheon and then to Brian's house. Our family is going to stay at Brian's for the next few days to help him out.