The Moment Everything Changed
When my dad died in 2020, I stood up and delivered his eulogy. I spoke from the heart about his humour, his quirks, his love. For the first time, I felt the full weight and full beauty of what it means to honour someone's story. After the ceremony, the celebrant turned to me and said, "You know, you could do this as a job."
Something in me shifted. It was as if a door opened that I didn't even know was there.
I attended a friend's wedding. Two registrars officiated, and the whole ceremony was over in fifteen minutes with no passion or personal touch, no sense of who the couple really were. My husband nudged me. Friends whispered the same thing: "You could do a better job than this."
And again, that quiet nudge.