Brae. A gay woman's tale!

My poor wee blog has been neglected lately.  I have been very busy with work and simply have not had the time to sit down and really think about anything that I wanted to write about.

The picture is of my view today .. I was writing a tribute and Jilly was surveying her kingdom … and hopefully looking out for any mice that may approach my new car!

A few years ago I had a problem when a mouse managed to chew through some wires and then went on to cause a problem with my brakes .. although that was because I had managed to squish it between them (it was not intended as revenge but I must admit it did give me some satisfaction!).

I know I am lucky in life .. I have found my niche and even though a couple of years ago I would never have thought I would be working as a Celebrant .. I didn’t even know what it meant! .. I am loving what I do.  I get so much satisfaction and often I am left feeling very humble at the stories I am privileged to hear.

Life for some of the families I deal with has not been easy.. for others it has … but what both have in common is a love for the person they have lost.   A person’s worth is not in the material things that they leave behind, but the memories and smiles in the hearts of the people who love them.

Some of the memories I have heard have had me in tears .. sometimes with laughter, sometimes with sadness… but all the memories have had great meaning to the families… and on the day of a funeral or cremation, I am simply their voice.

I do know that I have learned so much in the past couple of years .. through my personal life and through my work life .. and what it has taught me is to never have regrets.  And I never will.