The sermon went well. I thought I was going to lose it right at the beginning. I looked at the sermon sitting on the pulpit and just had to stop and breath. I then started in and between tears manage to finish. There were some folks out in the congregation that I knew I couldn't look at or I would have been a blubbering mess.
I had planned with the other pastor to take over for a bit so I could get myself together and managed to make it back and finish the service.
I almost lost it again during communion when a couple who I am very close to come to the rail. I again had to breath so I could finish.
After the service, I have never gotten so many hugs in my entire life!
Another step toward leaving. I am going to really miss these people.