Jolene’s funeral was amazing to say the least. She had five preachers, a string quartet, a beautiful soloist, dozens & dozens of beautiful colorful flowers, and church packed to the max full of people just for her.
On the way to the church I kept telling myself I had cried enough! Today was a day of celebrating. Don’t cry! My heart was heavy as we walked through the church doors. We were twenty minutes early and the church was almost completely full. As the usher was guiding us to a pew Randy noticed a familiar face and asked the usher if we could sit across the church with some friends. The usher said no problem…I had no clue who it was but when I saw Deanna’s smiling face my heavy heart was lifted. Deanna and her husband Jeff are close friends with me & Randy…they are apart of our prayer team and would pray with Jolene & Rodney & us all the time. I was so surprised to see Deanna and Jeff. I was so glad they were there!!As the funeral started the family was ushered in with the string quartet playing Amazing Grace. Of course…I lost it – especially when I seen her boys and her folks. Pastor Love opened us in prayer and then a memorial video played. It was great…of course I love those things! The first video showed Jolene growing up, then the next was her & Rodney & their boys, and the last one was a bunch of pictures of her with family & a few friends. The song playing on the last video is the song playing right now…it’s called One More Day by Diamond Rio. I was doing pretty good through these videos…there was lots of smiles & laughs. And then this picture came up.After the video there was a beautiful song, her eulogy, and then there was an open mic. People were encouraged to speak about their favorite memory, or what Jolene meant to them. I loved this. She touched so many people. I wanted to say something but I knew that I couldn’t hold together…Randy had the same problem. There was another song, a message, and then we were able to greet the family. Two hours later we left the church and over 100 people went to the cemetery for our final good-bye.
Tonight I was having a silent little cry by myself…or at least I thought I was by myself and John caught me. I was on the floor so he came over and put his arm around my neck and said “Momma life will be okay”.
And I am okay.
I know where she is.