Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The Visitation/Funeral, May 10-11, 2010 Part 1



THE DANCE



Rex and Wyatt performed this song for Waylon.
It was beautiful.
I have wanted to add this song for awhile now...



 



Waylon Michael Martensen



My heart swells
I feel complete loss
My mind is lost
My soul is lost
My only thought
How can you feel so dead
and still be alive

You are numb
You "go through the motions"
Your life is never the same
You don't laugh
You don't smile

All you do is hurt.


Still hurting.....
July 10, 2012


2 years and 2 months and 4 days after the accident.
My thought this morning.

How can you still feel so dead,
and yet be alive?




Funeral-Waylon Martensen

May 11, 2010
Order of Service

Song:
Rex and Wyatt Martensen
"The Dance"

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars alone
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
(From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/g/garth-brooks-lyrics/the-dance-lyrics.html)
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey, who's to say you know I might have chanced it all

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

Yes, my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance



Waylon
You gave us a Dance
We didn't know
How it would go

We watched
and let you grow
We loved
and held you close

You brought smiles
laughter, and life
a candle that
glowed so bright

We never dreamed
it would end
so soon

We didn't know
our Angel
would fly
so soon

Mom
7-10-2012



The Visitation
Monday 10, 2010

The Visitation came first, of course.
After the long weekend.
We tried to soak in the news
but you are in such shock.

You have to plan and prepare and make decisions.
Decisions that you are not ready to make.
You do what you have to
"to get by".

You go to the funeral home.
You sit.
You listen.
And you think you are making decisions
but it's all so prepared
and for the most part
you are "ok" with that.

You  lean on family
your friends
your church
your pastor
your community.

You have to pick out certain "things",
a casket
and
burial vault....
Pall-bearers
Honorary Pallbearers
flowers
times and places
speaker
order of service
what you will "set out" for those to view
Music
writing the Obituary
the program
what picture to use
it's all so overwhelming...

some of these decisions are easy,
some you just turn over to others and say
I need you to do this for me.

The emotions through this process are excruciating..
and maybe that's why I don't remember much about those two days...

I do remember going
"into the basement of all places",
to pick out
my son's casket.....
I could barely walk..
or breathe
I know Rex and I both
were beyond what words can describe....


I wanted Waylon protected
safe
Forever


I picked out my son's clothes...
He needed his hat on..

I handed the funeral director "Waylon's running shoes"
and was shocked when he said
"we usually don't put shoes on".

I didn't care what "they usually do,"
I Want His Running Shoes On His Feet...

He then assured me.
He would put Waylon's shoes on...

I gave him that look,
Yes, I'll be looking to make sure kinda look...


Somehow,
the day comes..
because one thing I've learned to be so true
through all of this,
time marches on,
right through you,
over you,
it doesn't care
it never stops or slows down...



I will never forget May 10, 2010

The smell of the gym, the silence, the pure silence as the doors opened
and Waylon's Northwest Team walked in......
All you could hear were their footsteps..
As they walked across the gym
to form a line
to see Waylon.

They came to say goodbye,
goodbye to their friend
their teammate
their brother....

the heaviness in my heart
the constant battle that I fought that day
to run
to cry
to scream
was overwhelming.

We had our "family line ready".
We wanted to Honor Waylon.

We wanted to give him a ceremony that would celebrate his life,
to "show the kind of person he was".

I know over a thousand people came to say "goodbye"
to Waylon....
Family and friends..
They stood in line for hours,
viewed his childhood treasures..
watched his video...
looked at his pictures...
and gave their
heartfelt
respects..



The flower
Calla Lily

"magnificent beauty"
originated from the Greek Goddess

the Romans
placed the Lily upon individuals graves
that died at a young age

to the Minoans
the Lily was seen as a symbol of
purity, sacred
 and
Chasity to the Christians.


The Calla Lily
holds
a long lasting lifespan.


To me,
it represents Waylon.