Cyndy and Her Bells - Read at her Wake

Ring the Bell

Bells. Have you ever heard the music of a hand bell choir?

It's joyous to hear, warming to the heart and mesmerizing to watch. Each bell lifted with care, making a different note and sound…coming together to make beautiful music.

Like the hand bell choir, Cyndy’s family and friends each have a different note, a different sound…each of them contributing to the wonderful music of her life.

As her children were growing up, Cyndy would ring this bell to tell her children it was time to join her at the table for dinner. And one by one they would arrive and another meal would be shared together as they discussed the happenings of their day. I’m sure there were days where the bell rang louder in their ears and days where maybe the sound was faint in hopes of five more minutes of playing outside.

…All the same…the bell rang clear and it brought them home.

While the tone of Cyndy’s bell is what her children and loving husband remember most…there were many bells throughout her life.

The bells she heard the day she married her Al

The bell on the Schwinn Poppy bought Jenny

The bells of St. Peter’s each Sunday as her family went to church

The jingle of bells of each Christmas Season

The doorbell each time family and friends came to visit

The resounding bells of timers announcing time to take turns

The school bells each day as she would greet her eager students

Those bells were always in her life.

Now, we ring this family’s special bell one last time to call and welcome Cyndy home, may it’s sound ring out with all of the notes of her life.