Life at a funeral?

First let me say the funeral was beautiful. It was a true homecoming celebration, and I enjoyed it. Secondly let me say that I would have never imagined that my cousin could have touched so many peoples lives. Born with heart complications Calvin Aronel Jones had a bit of a learning disability. But that did not hinder him in the slightest. He always chased his dreams, and did what he loved. He never was rude or spiteful our even got mad for that matter. He kept a happy disposition, and a smile on his face. I had no idea how the turn out of his funeral would be, but I can't say I was that shocked.

Aronel loved music and art. He began to do karaoke  and developed a little fan base (lol but really rbi tho). He would always tell me about how I need to come see him, and how much fun he had, and how great the people were. It was hard for me to believe it was that great, not being a big karaoke fan. But today, I had the chance to see these people.  Ok, I feel I'm ranting. My point is this, a lot of his karaoke friends there, and they were really "mourning" (celebrating) with us. They weren't just there because that's what you do when someone pass, they err thee to pay there respects and celebrate a wonderful life. It was amazing to me, how many people actually had something to say. And even more amazing grew many people turned out for the burial. So many people had been touched by him, white, black, old, young. And he had touched their hearts in such a positive way, that these people wanted to share that positivity with us (his family) in a time of need. And that's how ones life is measured, by how many lives you touched. And he really touched like all the people he connected with. So that's a new goal for me, to touch the hearts of as many people I can. That improves the value of life for one's self as we'll as the world.