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Today was his funeral.
I was okay for most of it, but every time I looked over at the casket, I couldn't help but cry. Yes, his spirit isn't in that box, but his body that was so fragile, so used, so comforting... it's gone. The case for his spirit is no longer functioning, he is no longer breathing. He's gone from us. He's gone from me. I will never see him again as I know him now.
Then we went to the cemetary. He was already there, the grave ready to receive him. I couldn't contain myself, I wept knowing that this was it, this was the last time I would be with him physically. We all put our hands on the casket and took a rose from the arrangement to keep. As we drove away, I bawled silently in the back of the car hoping no one would hear me. I just wanted to have that time to myself as I watched his grave disappear in the distance. My grandfather is in a grave now.
My heart hurts.
I was okay for most of it, but every time I looked over at the casket, I couldn't help but cry. Yes, his spirit isn't in that box, but his body that was so fragile, so used, so comforting... it's gone. The case for his spirit is no longer functioning, he is no longer breathing. He's gone from us. He's gone from me. I will never see him again as I know him now.
Then we went to the cemetary. He was already there, the grave ready to receive him. I couldn't contain myself, I wept knowing that this was it, this was the last time I would be with him physically. We all put our hands on the casket and took a rose from the arrangement to keep. As we drove away, I bawled silently in the back of the car hoping no one would hear me. I just wanted to have that time to myself as I watched his grave disappear in the distance. My grandfather is in a grave now.
My heart hurts.