As David Gates evocatively sings, “if a picture paints a thousand words, then why can’t I paint you? The words will never show, the you I’ve come to know.” This line is particularly poignant today as Paul’s Mum Jean’s funeral take place. How can you in 4o minutes or so, honour a person’s 74 years? As I write this Paul will be working on the tribute – in a few minutes he needs to try and represent the 50something years he and his sister had with his Mum. The picture we shared on Sunday gives a little flavour of Jean and this will be on the cover of the order of service. There will be a range of images shown on the screen, words spoken and songs played. Each of these will give a snapshot of Jean and many of those at the funeral will have their own memories of her. I hear her sometimes when Paul speaks – a turn of phrase, the Essex accent. The picture will probably change over the years as family and friends continue to talk about her and perhaps new insights will emerge as the jigsaw puzzle that is our life is seen in more detail with perhaps missing bits being found and put into place. RIP Jean Lewis.
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