First off I want to thank all of you for your kind words. Mr and I went to the visitation and funeral, and I've come to the conclusion that funerals need to be changed to celebration of life.
We woke up the day of the funeral to it snowing and so what did our son and another neighbor do, they shoveled the driveway so that the family could get to the funeral celebration of life on time, and Mr shoveled our son's driveway.
I grabbed from Mr's face book page something he wrote.
A couple lessons from Steve:
Live every day to its fullest.
Be true to yourself.
Help your friends when you think they need it, do not wait until they ask.
Don't worry if you happen to be a bit rough around the edges, people who stick around will find out soon enough what your heart is made of.
May you rest in peace, Steve, I will take a part of you where ever I go.
We cried and we laughed and many people shared a story about Steve, and a good portion of them were of him helping someone in some way or another. That was the kind of guy he was.
I have to say it was very healing, I think for everyone.
Celebration of life, that's what I'm going to call funerals from now on.