Yesterday evening I attended a funeral mass for my friend’s mother. She died suddenly last Thursday evening from an aneurysm at the age of 65. I’ve only met his mother on a few occasions but went to the mass out of support for my friend. The day before the mass, I was advised by another friend to wear white or pink as per the family’s request. I thought to myself that it was an odd request as usually I’ve worn black or dark clothing as per the Canadian standard.
When I arrived with my friends at the parish, it was beautiful to see a sea of white opposed to standard formal black. My friends and I decided to sit a little further back from the crowd since we assumed the majority were family members. I took a quick glance around and didn’t see anyone I recognized. However during the homily, the priest mentioned the deceased was a member of CFC. Later during a eulogy given by a Tita, it was mentioned she was a household head and loved member of the community. By the end of the mass it was apparent how involved she was in CFC and how she impacted her chapter. What struck me the most was the overwhelming support all the present CFCs gave to her family. That CFC isn’t just a faith based community, but extended family. It was another reason for myself to love the community further and continue in serving at a greater capacity.