Today, I gave a short eulogy for my sister-in-law at the cemetery. I am sharing it here.
We have gathered here together to offer our support to Francine’s family and friends who cannot believe she is gone. We gather for Tim and her parents, and for all of our family members.
For those of you who do not know me, I am Timmy’s sister Claire. Our families want to extend their gratitude to all of you who came here today and have supported us through this extremely difficult time.
There is never a convenient time for any of us to die. Sadly, our lives have been touched by death twice this month and how do we make sense of it? How do we deal with it when a person’s life cut short? We are all grieving and trying to figure out why Francine had to leave us so soon.
Francine was not afraid of death. She dealt with it on a daily basis while working part time in the funeral home while she finished her schooling to become a mortician. This was her dream. Perhaps when you regularly deal with death, there is not much about it that will faze you. She talked openly about it to her family and friends and I can only hope that this will bring them all comfort.
If you live in this area, you probably noticed the wicked thunderstorm that we had on Wednesday night. The storm began with an enormous black cloud rolling in. We did not see in the hospital, but many people saw it and it was so ominous, they remarked about it. An enormous thunderclap shook the windows of the hospital right at the time Francine died. There was no way to not have noticed it. We remarked that it was a sign from Francine, letting us know that she had arrived. Francine liked to make an entrance and perhaps this was her way of letting us know that she was crashing through the gates of heaven. The storm went on for quite awhile and several hours later, as we all left the hospital, the rain and thunder were over but the most beautiful lightening was filling the sky. Every single one of us thought of Francine.
Francine and Tim had just found out that she was pregnant- it was very early into the pregnancy. They knew that it was much too early to tell anyone yet, so they had not shared the news yet. They were waiting to get results of their first ultrasound before announcing it.
Only my mom and Francine’s mom knew that they had been going for fertility treatments. Although my mom died before they got pregnant, I know that Tim found comfort in the fact that she knew how hard they were trying.
Sunday would have been their 6-year anniversary. They should be celebrating what should have been the happiest time in their lives with this new addition to their family. Tim should not be spending it burying his wife.
I realize that death will leaves behind scars that don’t seem to fade, but when a death is unexpected, it just seems so much more painful. For our family, two deaths so close together also seems unfathomable. It will take a long time to recover, especially for Tim. It seems so very cruel. We can only hope that there truly is a reason for everything and that God has bigger plans for all of us.