Sad day.

Today was my Uncle Toms funeral. The picture is of the poem Mom read during the service. She wasn't looking forward to standing up infront of everyone, but she did an amazing job and managed to keep it together.
The poem was from a really old book which had belonged to my moms uncle Ben, and when he died Tom had taken it. The book was full of poems and stories writen by people in prison in Ireland many years ago (random I know). From what my cousin was saying there is quite a bit of interesting history on my Moms side of the family.
It has been nice to see everyone and have a catch up, it's just a shame that it takes such a sad event to get the family together.
One thing funerals do make you realise is life is short, so enjoy it while you can!