My family and Great Uncle Stanley's funeral
My great uncle died on the first of this year. In fact right after the new year rang in.
I went to see my family and attend the funeral in Fayetteville.
i have a huge family.
and they love each other so much
even if we dont know each other. we're all family and we love each other...
Mom said we dont shake hands in this family, we hug
and we did hug
A LOT
the funeral wasn't painful really.
not like my great grandmother's on my father's side
They laughed at the funeral and made it a time of joy so that people wouldn't be so sad
it was great that they encouraged people to keep their spirits up even though Uncle Stanley died
I couldn't look at his body in the casket though....
I dont know what came over me.
i guess seeing a member of my family that i had seen not that long ago in a casket upset me
i will admit i did cry, even though i didn't really know him.
I was so worried about my grandmother.
she took it better than i imagined after my other great uncles got there, her brothers.
and my grandmother has dementia
she can't remember the songs that we sing in our congregation but she hums along
when she was a member of that church she used to sing them
and when they sang these songs
She sang along with them. it was an amazing thing to watch
my grandmother was truly returning to her old state of mind
(slightly racist but...eh...)
She sang songs i never heard of but these people seemed to know like they've played all their lives
all of my aunts and uncles were awestruck by her.
My grandmother is a strong woman to attend the funeral of her own brother and not fall to pieces like others did
I can say i am not as strong as she is
I went to see my family and attend the funeral in Fayetteville.
i have a huge family.
and they love each other so much
even if we dont know each other. we're all family and we love each other...
Mom said we dont shake hands in this family, we hug
and we did hug
A LOT
the funeral wasn't painful really.
not like my great grandmother's on my father's side
They laughed at the funeral and made it a time of joy so that people wouldn't be so sad
it was great that they encouraged people to keep their spirits up even though Uncle Stanley died
I couldn't look at his body in the casket though....
I dont know what came over me.
i guess seeing a member of my family that i had seen not that long ago in a casket upset me
i will admit i did cry, even though i didn't really know him.
I was so worried about my grandmother.
she took it better than i imagined after my other great uncles got there, her brothers.
and my grandmother has dementia
she can't remember the songs that we sing in our congregation but she hums along
when she was a member of that church she used to sing them
and when they sang these songs
She sang along with them. it was an amazing thing to watch
my grandmother was truly returning to her old state of mind
(slightly racist but...eh...)
She sang songs i never heard of but these people seemed to know like they've played all their lives
all of my aunts and uncles were awestruck by her.
My grandmother is a strong woman to attend the funeral of her own brother and not fall to pieces like others did
I can say i am not as strong as she is