I think he's happy about that. You can't get much sicker than he was, and I believe he's been pleasantly surprised by what he has discovered since his passing.
Joel & I went to Lubbock for a family memorial for him. What was originally expected to be about 50 family members at a private gathering turned into about 150 of family, friends, and business associates. Our family's been in Lubbock since dirt was invented and it was warm & wonderful to find so many who wanted to express their concern for us in general, and Mickey's family in particular.
Susie, Mickey's wife, and both their children, Kim & Jason were there with their spouses and Kim's children.
It had been way too long since I had seen them.
I was really impressed with the gathering. It was not a funeral. more like a wake, actually. We met at Craig's, my uncle and Mick's older brother. Conny, the aunt I mentioned in a previous post was able to attend - on furlough from the rehab center where she is recovering from her surgery. There were lots of aunts & uncles & cousins & friends. I was especially happy to see Jo, my (late) Mom's best friend. What a pleasure to see that shining face.
My second cousin Harvie spoke briefly, and my cousin Eric. But both held themselves to remembrances and stories - no sermons or homilies. We shared laughter more than tears. Craig had also arranged for two talented bagpipers to be there (the McDonald clan is Scot). One played Amazing Grace, the other played a Scotish piece I didn't know but it was wonderful.
The whole evening left me feeling warm and connected and happy. You know what I mean; not happy that Mickey is gone, but happy that he was remembered in that way and that Susie & Kim & Jason could be with such a big loving family thru their own struggle with his end. It was the sort of memorial to be proud of, I think.
Thanks all of you, for your prayers and light. They were felt & warmly received.