a fond farewell

I attended a memorial service today for a church friend who died a couple of weeks ago. We weren't close personal friends but we had served on several committees together and I really liked her.  She was a classy lady, almost 90 when she died, and still coming to meetings up to a couple of months ago.  Evidently a lot of other people felt the same way.  I haven't seen so many people in church since Christmas Eve.  I didn't count but I heard there were over 300 in attendance.  It was a lovely service, but true confession time, I must admit I came away feeling a little bit jealous.  I'm not in any rush you understand but I'm pretty sure there won't be as many fond speeches or nearly as many people at my memorial service.  On the other hand, I really won't care, will I?