There was an image at the front of the room.
A photo of a woman, aged in her mid-40s. Gorgeous. Sparkling eyes. Big smile on her face. She is stunning, and radiating happiness.
You coudn’t help but smile when you looked at this picture either. It was one of those images where the cheerfulnes was congatious.
What was she thinking? when this photo was taken, you wonder. Whatever it was – or whatever the occasion – she was clearly having a fabulous time. And you smiled with her.
Except none of the 500 plus in the room with this photo were smiling, In fact, tears were running down many a cheek.
This photo was sitting atop a coffin. This woman’s coffin.
She had died days earlier.
We heard how she was