Celebrating a life

It was Dani’s funeral on Friday, but despite all the tears shed, and heartache, anger and grief felt during her service, it paled into insignificance compared to the amount of sheer enjoyment we had that day. Dani, we celebrated your life in style, you would have been proud.

I am sure it should be considered bad form to laugh as much as we did at the wake, who could have blamed us, sitting under that willow tree, with very old friends (some of whom I haven’t seen since high school), a pretty much unlimited supply of alcohol and Elfie ever the inimitable host?

Thinking back on it, we visited most of our usual hideouts, the pool at my parents house, the Coach & Horses, and obviously Dani’s mum’s house, where we had the wake. Both people and places had changed a great deal in the 8 years since we all went our separate ways, and yet within minutes we were laughing, joking and teasing each other as if it had only been the day before that we last met.

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