Today was the second memorial service for Mama Karissa. What a thing to experience, nearly four whole hours devoted to someone who is gone, but is the reason we were all there together today, people from all over the country and beyond. It was a time filled with prayer, tears and laughter, loud joyful songs and dancing, and pictures and stories of a life we dearly miss, and though it followed the same program as the one in Yaounde, it was unique and I know Mama Karissa would have loved it. True to form, there were mounds of food afterward and people flooding the house, finished off by an evening we all spent together, talking and laughing and "just enjoying."
No matter how many people are visiting, there is always an empty spot where Karen should be sitting, a silence that should be filled with her heartening words or infectious laugh, because she was always there in the thick of it, loving people. And even though she's gone, because of the people around us and even those who aren't, that love is far from being gone. It has overflowed in this house and we've been truly blessed, every day, again and again. Thank you all for the part you have played and are playing.
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