Today was a sad start to my journey. I was able to attend the funeral of my cousin, Rob Lithgow, who died in a tragic parasailing accident last weekend in Victoria. He was a man who loved God, loved his family and loved adventure...all passionately.
Was lovely to see so many of the family, many I don't remember at all. And it was also encouraging for me as I start out on my adventure, to seize those crazy moments and make some memories. Rob loved people and didn't really know the meaning of people being strangers. Everyone was a friend to him, as was evidenced by a packed church that seats 1000. I hope I meet a whole lot of new friends along the way.
A sad but strangely hope filled day.
R
P.S. was awesome to catch up with my immediate family too, even if the circumstances were horrible.
