Sunday, August 23, 2015

Celebrating Kay...

I went to a memorial service yesterday (Saturday) and left feeling very uplifted.

The funeral was for Mother's dear friend Kay, who used to live right below Mother at the retirement center (Kay was on the first floor and Mother on the second floor).

I blogged a little about Kay a while back. You can click HERE for that post.

And you can read her obituary by clicking HERE.

The memorial service was a celebration of Kay's life.

(I represented both Mother and me, as Mother felt ill at the last minute - so I went without her --- gladly now she's doing better.)

I'm thinking Kay requested the music that was sung.  It was so appropriate for her service.
The first song sung by the congregation was "I Danced in the Morning".
Do you know it?!?
It is a fantastic song... and fit delightful Kay so well.
I found it on youTube, so you can enjoy it... (though we sang it a bit slower... but still with celebration)...

Kay was one of a kind.  She was so funny. ... and so creative... and ALWAYS upbeat.  I mean even if she felt badly she would be upbeat.  (That's very rare in a person, I believe, but that was Kay. (Don't expect that from me, by the way.)

She and Mother became fast friends when Mother moved into Parkwood (in April 2010). They hit it off right away... and became super close.  I MEAN SUPER-CLOSE.  Well, they were both very interesting... well-read and well-versed in, well, everything.  (Not like frumpy old ladies who live in the past, and/or not know much.) (I better quit talking about frumpy old ladies. I do know some nice ones.)

I took the two of them Christmas shopping last December... and we had a ball.
And I went to (and helped with) a little party that the two of them hosted in Mother's apartment a while back.
And I visited with her many times when I was with Mother.

We're all going to miss Kay.
But heaven is a brighter place now (as if it could be.... but if anyone could make it even brighter it would be Kay!)

Kay had a wonderfully strong faith in God... and was very active at St. Phillips Presbyterian Church in Hurst.  It was there where her memorial service was ... and that big auditorium was packed! What a tribute to her. 

The other song we sang was "Amazing Grace" at the end of the service.... but that "I Danced in the Morning" was a super delight.
Go back and listen to it, if you haven't.  (It's in the middle of this post.)

It may be my new favorite song!

Here are the lyrics...

I Danced In the Morning

words by Sydney Carter
American Shaker Melody

Verse 1:
I danced in the morning when the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth;
At Bethlehem I had My birth.
Dance, then, wherever you may be;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He,
And I'll heal you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the dance, said He.
Verse 2:
I danced on the scribe and the Pharisee,
But they would not dance and they would not follow Me;
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John;
They came with Me and the dance went on.
Verse 3:
I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame;
The holy people said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped and they hung Me high;
And left Me there on a cross to die.
Verse 4:
I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black;
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back.
They buried My body and they thought I'd gone;
But I am the dance and I still go on.
Verse 5:
They cut Me down and I leap up high;
I am the life that will never, never die;
I'll live in you if you'll live in Me;
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He.

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