Murphy'sLaw wrote:
Wow, what an emotionally draining last 24 hours or so.
Our crew got to the funeral home a little before 5 or so, and the line was over 100m out the door. There were so many cars parked in overflow parking alongside the road, it was surreal. It took us well over an hour just to get in the door, and another hour to reach Chris' family. We made the most of that time, sharing stories, looking at the slideshow on the flatscreen and paging thru photo albums, reading the cards Ash and Matty made for him.... and then it was time.
On top of the casket were 2 framed pictures - one of Chris running strong at Philly, and the other was his and Jenny's wedding photo.
Cara and Jenny were both so incredibly strong. They are my heroes.
We were supposed to be there for them, and yet they were comforting and consoling me.
Later, we regrouped at Antipastos for drinks and dinner, and again, lots more stories, lots of laughs, and a few tears. Then over to Keith's house for more of the same.
And then, finally, to bed.
5:30am came far too quickly (I think I maybe got 2hrs of sleep; just too many thoughts racing thru my mind all night), and Kevin and I got up and out by 5:45, ran by braille along a dark wooded path over to Keith's house, where we met up w/ Keith and his wife, and Dev and Jean, and then ran together to Clifton Commons to meet the rest of the run group. Jenny and Cara were both there, naturally, and after a few group photos, we all headed out together into the brightening sky of a beautiful day.
Somehow "5k" turned into 5.5m (plus the 1.8m approach), but math has never been our collective strong point. Magically, a 12pack of Guinness and 2 big boxes o' DD Joe and several dozen donuts appeared, and we availed ourselves of the bounty.
The church was quite full, and we all sat somberly thru the service. At the end, Chris' lifelong friend Mike gave a wonderful eulogy, which was quite eloquent and moving, and often funny - one of great lines was "...and then Chris achieved the greatest victory of his career - managing to convince Jenny to marry him" : )
Ashley came forward and read the Irish Blessing, which was equal parts wonderful and heartbreaking.
We all ended up at Chris' friend's house, for some amazing hospitality and companionship, and again, the stories were flying, on all topics Chris.
It was an amazing day, sunny and relatively warm for late November. We all agreed that Chris made sure of that, since he certainly wouldn't wanted any rain to risk having us wuss out and bag the run or the party.
X2 on everything. It was a crazy emotionally draining 24 hours, but in a way I tried to see the ups rather than the obvious down. Chris brought us together in life and even when he left us. The morning's run was a mix of crying, smacktalk and laughs. Jenny and Cara participating in all of it. Mike, you're right, they were there consoling a bunch of sobbing middle age guys, who were losing more than staying composed (which is a good thing).
Finally, on the drive home after Tupper the site of Chris' half IM PB race this year, the undefeated lawyer Chris Gleason had the final say. As I was pulled over by a state trooper driving 70 mph on a 55 mph road, no doubt Chris was telling the cop...."give these guys a break, they are doing no one any harm and came to keep my family and buddies company"...."Sir, drive safely, the speed limit is 55...have a nice day".
Thanks a million to the Alber family, for making us a part of your family this weekend. We are forever indebted.