Closer
to thee Part 40:
Saying
Goodbye
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The
following Saturday:
Andy entered the hall, where
penny's funeral was hold. He looked carefully around and saw the
girls in the first row. Prue was holding and comforting Piper, while
Piper held Phoebe's hand. He looked closely at Prue. Though her
sisters were both teary eyed, Prue seemed not to have cried. But
there was also something, he hated to see. It was Prue's hand in
Rodger's. He sighted heavily and then saw how Prue turned around
and fast sat down in the last row. Silently everyone watched the
ceremony. He still couldn't believe Penny was in that wooden box.
Penny and dead, those two words just didn't match.
"Though
Penelope had suffered already enough in her life, she was the most
loving person a lot of you have ever met. Her first husband had died.
Her daughter had died. She was a lone to raise her granddaughters and
still, she gave them the love they needed. Where she found that love,
where she got it from, will always stay a secret to us."
The
priest said and Andy just starred at the light brown wooden box, in
which, they said, Penny was resting in. the red roses paired with
white lilies were laying on the coffin. Around it where a million of
candles and pictures of Penny. Everything was arranged beautifully.
Andy didn't listen to the priest fully anymore, but then he saw,
Prue getting up and patting for the place, the priest just still
stood
"I'm supposed to, say the last words here to my
grandmother. But I don't think there are any words, which could
describe the pain and chaos, fighting inside of me and probably also
my sisters. My grandmother was our parent, since, well for my sisters
it seems probably forever.
I'm supposed to say, goodbye to her
here and now. But I don't think, goodbye is the right word.
Our
grandmother filled mine, and my sisters' hearts with love. We
couldn't imagine for someone better to watch over us than her. She
went with us every step of the way. No matter if the times were
tough, or fun to live. She taught us, to stand together. She taught
us what family is. And she taught us, what love was, in times no one
else was there to show us, what this strange word called 'love'
even is.
My grandmother is gone for only a few days, and I
already miss her, and I know a lot of people in this room do too.
Some of you asked me and my sisters, how we hold up. I don't think
we could hold up at all, without what our grandmother taught us.
The
love she gave us, remains in our hearts. And with that, our
grandmother stays in our hearts. So goodbye, is really not the right
word to say, but the better words would be, see you soon,
Grams"
Prue's voice cracked at the last words of her speech.
Andy would have loved to hurry to her side and wrap his arms around
her. He watched her every move. He watched her biting her lip to
suppress her tears and then turned to the coffin and kissed it
gently. Andy's heart nearly broke at that sight. Next he saw, was
Prue's hand wandering to her face. Her back still to the audience.
He knew she wiped a tear away. She remained at the coffin, back to
everyone for some more, to get control back of herself, as Andy
guessed. Finally she turned again and returned to her seat between
Piper and Rodger. He watched as Piper immediately turned around and
cried heavily into Prue's shoulder. Prue didn't move. She
couldn't or else she'd loose control. She couldn't cry. She
wasn't allowed to. Andy just looked down at his hands and the
envelope in his hands. He actually wanted to give it to them, but he
couldn't face them right now. At least not Prue.