*sigh*
I woke up in tears about 15 minutes ago. I could lie and say I don't know why, but what would the point of that be?
Anyway, the main thing is Oma Lillian. She was the oldest member of D'Oberlandlers, (dance, for those of you who don't know) and she died three days ago. The funeral was last night, and I was asked to stand Honor Guard. It seems like no big deal, all we do is get dressed up in our Fest Tracht w/o coins, chains, jewlery or feathers in our hats, and we wear black shawls and aprons, and we stand there. We take shifts, going in turns so that no one has to stand silently watching the coffin for more than an hour, but still. It's an honor to be asked to stand up for her. She used to watch me and Michael when we were little, and she helped teach me to vittadreh. She was also one of the few people in club who came to see Earnest. For a while, my family was her ride to club, and when I was 16, she made all the lace for my underwear. (FYI, that's almost 20 yards of lace total). (PS- this was lace of a pattern that she had designed for the club in the 50's- Indeed a woman of great talent) The last time I saw her was the practice before German Fest, and I told her about my new dirndl that I was making. She got sick after that, and never came back to club. I planned on going to visit her in the hospital, but never got around to it, and then we heard she was doing better and planned on going home, so we all thought she'd be ok. She died in her sleep on Sunday night. She was 94.
RIP Lillian Marves
Anyway, the main thing is Oma Lillian. She was the oldest member of D'Oberlandlers, (dance, for those of you who don't know) and she died three days ago. The funeral was last night, and I was asked to stand Honor Guard. It seems like no big deal, all we do is get dressed up in our Fest Tracht w/o coins, chains, jewlery or feathers in our hats, and we wear black shawls and aprons, and we stand there. We take shifts, going in turns so that no one has to stand silently watching the coffin for more than an hour, but still. It's an honor to be asked to stand up for her. She used to watch me and Michael when we were little, and she helped teach me to vittadreh. She was also one of the few people in club who came to see Earnest. For a while, my family was her ride to club, and when I was 16, she made all the lace for my underwear. (FYI, that's almost 20 yards of lace total). (PS- this was lace of a pattern that she had designed for the club in the 50's- Indeed a woman of great talent) The last time I saw her was the practice before German Fest, and I told her about my new dirndl that I was making. She got sick after that, and never came back to club. I planned on going to visit her in the hospital, but never got around to it, and then we heard she was doing better and planned on going home, so we all thought she'd be ok. She died in her sleep on Sunday night. She was 94.
RIP Lillian Marves