Cathedral

Everyday is life changing. We learn so much in such a short time it is really hard to pick just one "eye opening" memory. Since I HAVE to choose one I would probably have to choose my great Uncle Ray's funeral. I was so close to him. This was the very first time I had to deal with death. I was only six years old when he died. I was in so much pain and hurt. I  was mad he had left me. At the time, I thought it had been forever and I would never ever be able to see him again. The following Sunday, my Papaw held his usual Sunday Service. However, this service was slightly different. He focused more on heaven and hell(more so on heaven because he told me after the service that that was where Uncle Ray had gone to be with God and Marie, his wife) But he put it into terms to where I (6 keep in mind) could understand what he was talking about. It was that day that I realized I should feel ashamed of how I felt, the anger. It was at this point that I realized that I was not with out him for ever. It was Gods way of making me a stronger person and he still left me with memories of him and the love he showed me for 6 whole years. I knew at that point, someday I would see him again.
Not long after that service, my family and I had to go to the will reading. Come to find out I received a large some of money and his late wife's wedding band(of which all of my dad's sisters wanted). Along with all that I received an 1906 dime in a case, that i hung on a necklace and I wear it ever chance I get . The chain i hung it on reaches to my heart and when the coin rests there, I know he is with me in heart.