Aunt Joan died a week and a day ago. We held the funeral on Saturday. I wrote the obituary, ordered the flowers for around the big candle at the last possible minute, planned the funeral. Joan grew up Methodist and switched to Episcopalianism specifically because she loved all the rituals — the bells and smells, as she called them — so I made sure she g…
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