My sister-in-law, Jane, passed away last month. Jane was a free-spirit. She left her husband and two small sons many years ago to pursue the party life that she thought would make her happy. She never did find much happiness. She passed away after a pretty tough battle with cancer.
Yesterday, the family got together to fulfill Jane's wishes regarding her mortal remains. It was a pretty tough family reunion, as many of the members still harbor bitter feelings toward Jane for turning her back on her husband and two small sons. We can all question why Jane did some things she did and whe she didn't do things she should have done. Thirteen family members were at the informal memorial service. If it weren't for Jane, five of those people - her former husband, her two sons, her daughter-in-law, and her young grandson (whom Jane was able to hold two weeks before she died) would not be part of our family.
In spite of many questionable things Jane did and didn't do during her earthly journey, she made it possible for five wonderful people to be part of our family (and made it possible for three of those five people to exist). That's a pretty good batting average.
