I need to jot down the specifics of all the was done at the service so that I will never forget...never forget the specific details that were planned just for Vienne and all the amazing people who rushed to make it perfect in 2 short days.
We were told that around 500 people showed up to honor our beautiful daughter's life. I am astounded by the number. We tried to tell everyone to wear her favorite colors - blue and green. I did not notice, of course, but I have heard that the chapel was an ocean of blue and green.
There is a precious memory of mine that is stemmed from the blue and green hydrangeas that filled the chapel. The night before Vienne was ripped from my life, she and Mark went on a little walk. She was dressed all up in her new Cinderella dress and matching plastic click-clack shoes. Her hair was twisted up in a bun and she was wearing a string of my pearls. She was soooooooo breathtakingly beautiful. I stood in the window and just watched her slowly click clack down the sidewalk with Daddy. She kept pointing up at the sky and I remember that I thought I should take a picture of this. She was on a hunt to pick flowers for me. My thoughtful, sweet, loving girl. When they eventually came back home, she comes in with her excited, yet mischievous grin, holding something behind her back. She tells me to close my eyes because she has a surprise. She gently lays a beautiful blue hydrangea in my hands. She was so excited that she found some flowers that were her favorite color. She always melted my heart. Thank you to Brooke for collecting the hundreds of hydrangeas for my sweet sweet girl.
Our talented sister in law, Kinsey, composed the most beautiful video montage of photos and home movies. Each time we watch it, it brings gut wrenching sobs. Oh, she was so beautiful and full of joy and life. Kinsey also designed and printed hundreds of beautiful "programs" for the service. She worked so hard, nonstop, all weekend long...through her shock and grief.
A day after Vienne's passing, we heard that John Bruce, a man from my mom and stepdad's church, was so moved by her loss that he started to write a song for her. By saturday, he recorded it so that it could be played at her service. He would've loved to sing it live, but his emotion was too strong. Beautiful Vienne - it was played at the service while the picture of her dressed up as a "Princess Fairy Rainbow" was displayed on the screen. It was perfect.
My stepfather, Tom, read a letter from my Mom. My sister in law, Kinsey, read my letter through a compassionate mother's tears. My brother in law, Jeremy, read a letter from my sister, Kate. And, Mark shared his most lovely and heartfelt words with a strength even I didn't know he had.
Our Pastor Bob Hyatt from our church, The Evergreen Community, delivered an appropriate and powerful homily.
The service was concluded by my sister in law, Becky, singing the lullaby that I sang to Vienne and sing to Ivy now - Tell Me Why. It was emotional and tender. Perfect.
Green frosted chocolate cupcakes were made and contributed by many, served with Sleepy Monk coffee.
The line of people that wanted to hug me and share their tears was staggering and overwhelming, to say the least. But, I really wanted to see who all was there. Feeling their sympathetic pain, helped me to express my own deep deep sorrow.
One of the worst days of my life. But I am so overwhelmingly appreciative for the selfless work that was rushed to put this together in such a short amount of time so that all who had flown in could come to the service. I will be forever grateful.