Saying goodbye

We farewelled my Dad last Saturday at a spectacular location; Woodhill in Tauranga, New Zealand. The photos posted here give you a wonderful sense of the splendour and serenity offered by this converted Kauri homestead. The weather was perfect on the day and the service unfolded just as the family had hoped. All in all his funeral was a fitting tribute to life truly well lived.

I gave Dad's eulogy, while Hamish shared a tribute to Dad written by Matt. Sadly, Matt couldn't be with us for the day.  He and Shelley flew to Florida a few days before Dad died. They've just bought a sign-making business and were scheduled to attend critical franchisee training as part of this acquisition. As a family, we agreed that Dad would have wanted them to continue with this training. He'd have wanted them to protect and secure their ongoing livelihood.

Uncle Dick shared a tribute on behalf of Mum's family, and Auntie Pam read a poem selected by the celebrant. I also spent several days compiling a video montage of my Dad's life, set to music that Mum and I chose. I think Mum appreciated our efforts to ensure a truly memorable send-off. I also did all I could to ensure she didn't have to worry about anything in the days leading up to the funeral.

Despite the sad occasion, it was lovely to see so many friends and family come together. In the days leading up to the service, numerous people generously offered support and assistance. For example, Garry's brother David, a professional graphic designer, retouched the photo Dad chose before he died.  The resulting image was sunny and bright, bringing a huge smile to my Mum's face the moment she saw the finished article.