We just attended a funeral for a dear neighbor and friend, Charlie. He and his wife, Wini lived next to us and we are forever going back and forth between our houses to chat or share goodies. Our hearts are breaking for Wini, but she's been an oasis of dignified calm even as we are fully aware of what this loss has been for her.
Although she and Charlie are nearing their 80's, she smiled mistily and said, "I thought we'd grow old together." Wini organized everything and made sure that everyone was welcomed and knew how much their support had been appreciated. I am amazed at her spiritual, inner strength.
The funeral service was beautiful. It occurred to me then while hearing the eulogies that there's so much you don't know about some people until their funeral. Charlie and Wini were never ones to brag about their accomplishments. Therefore, Art, mom and myself sat there in awe of all that he had done, all the positions he'd held and what he meant to so many people.
Funerals are different in Hawaii. When you attend a funeral, you usually bring a Koden which is a monetary gift to the family to help pay for the funeral expenses. It is especially helpful because funerals here also have dinners for all the people who attend right after the service. There's also the huge wreaths that grace the church or temple which are extremely costly.
We were also invited to attend the inurnment and there was another luncheon after that service. I really enjoyed the dinner and luncheon because we got to spend time with neighbors and Wini and Charlie's wonderful relatives. Art really, really loved it because he got to see people he knew when he was a boy on the Big Island. Coincidentally, Wini and Art are both from Honokaa. It's one of life's wonderful coincidences.
I guess funerals are the same as those on the mainland in that you get to reconnect happily with those people you haven't seen in a long time. I think Charlie is looking down at us and smiling.
And I know he's really proud of Wini.
Although she and Charlie are nearing their 80's, she smiled mistily and said, "I thought we'd grow old together." Wini organized everything and made sure that everyone was welcomed and knew how much their support had been appreciated. I am amazed at her spiritual, inner strength.
The funeral service was beautiful. It occurred to me then while hearing the eulogies that there's so much you don't know about some people until their funeral. Charlie and Wini were never ones to brag about their accomplishments. Therefore, Art, mom and myself sat there in awe of all that he had done, all the positions he'd held and what he meant to so many people.
Funerals are different in Hawaii. When you attend a funeral, you usually bring a Koden which is a monetary gift to the family to help pay for the funeral expenses. It is especially helpful because funerals here also have dinners for all the people who attend right after the service. There's also the huge wreaths that grace the church or temple which are extremely costly.
We were also invited to attend the inurnment and there was another luncheon after that service. I really enjoyed the dinner and luncheon because we got to spend time with neighbors and Wini and Charlie's wonderful relatives. Art really, really loved it because he got to see people he knew when he was a boy on the Big Island. Coincidentally, Wini and Art are both from Honokaa. It's one of life's wonderful coincidences.
I guess funerals are the same as those on the mainland in that you get to reconnect happily with those people you haven't seen in a long time. I think Charlie is looking down at us and smiling.
And I know he's really proud of Wini.

