Out of the Comfort Zone

For those of you who remember, I had a dream a few months ago about Waverly's death. I wrote about it here without much detail, but one of the lessons learned from the nightmare was wanting to have some plans in place. This has definitely been out of Matt's comfort zone. (However, most planning falls out of his purview.) He has been incredibly supportive and we have been venturing into the funeral talk occasionally.

We had the opportunity to meet with clergy from the church we recently started attending. We wanted to introduce ourselves and also ask some difficult questions. They walked us through a service and I was struck by the beauty in the liturgy surrounding this grief filled ceremony. I was overcome with a sense of profound peace knowing what words will be said. They fully supported our choices to plan as much or as little ahead of time. And the rector said one of the most beautiful things to me, "this is the final thing you will do for your children". She acknowledged my deep love and commitment to honor my children well in their passing.

I know that some will think it odd that I found comfort in this. I know others will fully identify. As for me, I am so thankful to have a husband and church that support me in the process.