Obituary: Mcmullen, Romelle Virginia Hamblin
I was the oldest of five.
I have seven grandchildren and three great-grandchildren.
I decided a long time ago to write my own obituary because they are usually written in a couple of different ways I just don’t care about.
Either family or friends gather together and list every minor accomplishment from cradle to grave in a timeline format or they try and create one poetic last stanza about someone’s life that is so glowing one would think the deceased had been the living embodiment of a deity.
I don’t like the timeline format because, lets face it, I never really accomplished anything of world renown note.
Other than giving birth to my three wonderful, lovable, witty, and beautiful amazing daughters, marrying my gracious, understanding and precious sweetheart K.W.
(known to everyone as Mac or PaPo), and accepting the Lord Jesus Christ as my personal savior, I have done very little.
None of which requires obit space that I have to shell out money for.
I don’t want a bunch of my friends sitting around writing glowing reports of me, which we all know would be filled with fish tales, half-truths, impossible scenarios, and outright-honest-to-goodness-lies.
I don’t want to put people in that kind of situation.
The truth, or my version of it, is this.
I just tried to do the best I could.
Sometimes I succeeded, sometimes I failed, but I always tried.
For all my crazy comments, jokes, and complaints, I really did love people.
The only thing that separates me from someone else is the type of sin each of us participated in.
I didn’t always do or say the right thing and when you come to the end of your life, those are the things you really regret; the small, simple things that hurt other people.
My life was not perfect and I encountered many, many bumps in the road.
I cannot say that I would totally scrap any years of my life as they all had their beautiful moments that I want to keep.
Mostly I enjoyed life.
Some parts of it were harder than others, but I learned something from every bad situation and I couldn’t do any more than that.
I no longer have to avoid telemarketers, I don’t have to worry about wrinkles.
Some folks may think writing my own obituary is morbid, but I think it is great because I get a chance to say thank you to all the people who helped me along the way.
Those who loved me, assisted me, cared for me, laughed with me, and taught me things so that I could have a wonderful, happy life.
I was blessed beyond measure by knowing all of you.
That is what made my life worthwhile.
If you think of me and would like to do something in honor of my memory, do this: - Volunteer at a school, church, or library.
- Write a letter to someone and tell them how they have had a positive impact on your life.
- If you smoke, quit.
- If you drink and drive, stop.
- Turn off the electronics, take yourself or a kid out for ice cream and talk about their hopes and dreams.
- Forgive someone who doesn’t deserve it.
- Stop at all lemonade-stands run by kids and brag about their product.
- Make someone smile today if it is your power to do so.
I have to go now.
My sweetheart is waiting for me.
Love you all!
See you later.
A memorial service will be held at Heritage Funeral Home on Wednesday, June 25, 2014 at 1 pm.