Good Day, God!
Today was the fourth day of Kit’s (my wonderful husband’s) Punahou School reunion. It was picnic day, when everyone mills about and chats. It’s my favorite event.
The location was the Punahou Lily Pond area. There were two tables (for food) and folding chairs that got set up as folks came — very organic. So people could sit and visit and then get up for more food and sit down with another group. Very Fluid.
Traditionally this is the day to honor memories of classmates who have died in the preceding five years. As the lay kahu for the class, Kit says the prayer to start and hands out the list of names of people to be remembered. He also brings a portable sound system so we can all hear one another as we share. I say “we” although I am not a classmate — being a Californian. But, I’ve been to a lot of reunions, God, and so osmosis has done its job. I feel comfortable with everyone.
Feeling comfortable feels really good. And it seemed to me that everyone there felt comfortable. As Kit announced each classmates’ name people got up and shared — some stories were funny and some were sad but all were kind. There was a lovely sense of respect and appreciation for each person who had left us.
Kit had us end by standing and saying the 23rd Psalm together. (It was printed on the back of the list of the deceased.) That tied it all together. Of course, after that, more food was consumed and more words shared. As Kit and I finally left we heard ukuleles being played and songs being sung. It was a wonderful time.