Your loved one has passed away.  Whether a fitting end to a life well lived; or a tragic life cut short, it is always a loss.

To me funerals are the last chapter for the deceased.  A chapter some run from and others embrace; I am the later.

Sometimes the opportunity arises to meet a dying person before they pass.  This is such a privilege.  But more often than not, my job is for those left behind.  Their loss can be ever so slightly softened by a well written, sensitive and heartfelt tribute.  The supporting families, delegating, helping focus and making the best of what I have come often to call “A lovely horrible day”.

Why I do funerals

In 1999 my 18 year old nephew was tragically taken by another motorist.

I closely witnessed my heartbroken sister’s life change forever through this earth shattering loss.  I was helpless to fix it.

That event changed me forever too.  My attitude to death and the dying and also the impact on their nearest and dearest.  My youngest grandchild has been named Beau after my nephew, such a thoughtful and wonderful thing for his dad and mum to do.

Death is a part of living, it is the only thing we all have in common, ‘no one gets out alive!’.   I now see funerals as more than a service.  It’s a time of grief, yet if there is joy to be had we must celebrate that.  It’s a time of saying goodbye in the very best way possible.  A time of sharing memories and even finding out things you may not have known before.  A time of tears and laughter, a time of forgiveness and reconciliation.  A time of laying to rest the deceased.

In amongst the hardest times, sometimes magic can be found.

My charges are quoted on an individual basis, depending on how much work and input from me is required.