While the little chapel was wracked with the sobs of friends and family who gathered to say goodbye, he held it together, spoke from the heart and tried valiantly to be the rock to Phoenix's family, that she had been to him in their years together.
His words were heartfelt and true and comforting to those who cared deeply.
Each time his voice began to quiver, I don't know where he found the strength to keep talking, but somehow he did, and he was wonderful.
Her funeral was exactly as she had wanted it. A short and simple celebration of her life.
Friends and family gathered at another friend's house for her wake and that's where people shared their Phoenix experiences and declared their love for her.
She would have been pleased with everybody "being excellent to each other", one of her favourite quotes from a Bill and Ted movie.
I didn't know Phoenix very well at all, but I do know that she made my brother very happy - the happiest I have ever seen him, and I hope that he will carry that happiness and love with him through the challenging weeks and months ahead as he goes through his grieving process.
So I have two photos to dedicate to Phoenix.
|A Coastal Sunset.|
|A Rain Forest Path.|