Monday, February 4, 2013


February 4, 2013

Walter and I drove to Coryell County on Saturday to attend the burial and funeral of a friend's mother.  Yes, I said that in the right order.  First time for me, but it worked pretty well.  We met at the cemetery in the late morning, took care of business there, had lunch with friends and family, and then went to the funeral.

I heard the land for the cemetery had been donated by the family patriarch and by the size of the family monument, I have no reason to question that.  The real question arises around the story that accompanied the telling--that the patriarch, only 24 at the time and living in New York, had won a big poker game and the pot had included a homestead and land in Coryell County.  So he moved, eventually married, and ultimately had a family, some of whom I now know.

It could be true.

What's also true is that this is the fifth funeral Walter has been to in the last three months.  He is almost the tip of the spear in his family--only his mother's youngest brother and his wife remain of that generation.  When Uncle Paulie died last week, I told Davis that dad was going to do pallbearer duty yet again.  This concerned Davis and made him worry out loud about how Walter was taking it.

I told Davis that I never expected to get to the point in my life that I actually had to add a monthly budget category to the family finances for funeral flowers, memorials, and out-of-town travel to funeral services.  Yet, given the expense of flower arrangements, our desire to be generous in our memorial gifts, the overall cost of travel, and the regularity of our involvement, this has become a reality and a necessity.

What is also true, is that during those same three months, over eight hundred children with cancer have died.  Many of them we knew or knew of.  Just outside that three month window was our extremely special friend Hans.  We don't often actually make it to those funerals and memorials--too hard in too many ways, but we budget in the same way we do for our friends and family in the next generation that are moving on to their great rest.  We make memorial contributions to some of the finest organizations that fund childhood cancer research--Children's Neuroblastoma Cancer Foundation, Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation, St, Baldrick's, Touch-A-Truck, Cure Me I'm Irish, MaxCure--to many really to try and list.

Truth the tell, with all of them, but especially the children, I sure would rather budget for birthday gifts than funeral memorials.


  1. I just watched Erin's video on youtube. What a beautiful tribute to a beautiful life. I am a nursing student and am about to graduate in June. I want to be a pediatric oncology nurse. I am an cancer survivor. I fought diffuse large b cell lymphoma only last year. It only strengthened my resolve to move into pediatric oncology.

    I just wanted to let you know that I was moved by the video. It is children like Erin that make me do what I want to do. I will keep her in my thoughts as the months move forward. The video really touched me and motivates me to work harder. I am very sorry for your loss, but thank you for sharing your daughter with us. She lives on in the people she continues to touch.

    1. Alissa,

      Thank you for leaving a note that you dropped by. I am inspired by your ability to stay focused on your studies while fighting against diffuse large b cell lymphoma. Erin's cousins was in college and diagnosed with lymphoma (though I'm not sure what type) the same year that Erin first got sick. I am proud to say that he, like you, had a great success with treatment and has been well since.

      Please stop by again as your reach your graduation and begin your career. I would love for you to continue to inspire me with your successes. Maybe you would even consider guest blogging and sharing hope with the readers of Let's Do It!

      Thanks again for leaving a message and good luck in your final semester.