Funeral
So today was Meena's funeral. Rode out with my Sister and Brother-In-Law. I was doing alot better than I thought I was. The Preacher guy was doing a nice job and saying alot of nice things. Then my Mom's cousin (the musician) and his new girlfriend had a piano violin duet of some biblical song. After 3 notes I was sobbing hysterically along with everyone else. The grief was so much I felt like if I didn't scream my head would pop. But I didn't scream or anything crazy. Just held my Mom and cried. Then the Preacher talked some more and asked everyone to say something about Meena. Everyone was saying really nice stuff. My brother talked about when we were little and stuff, which made me go hysterical again. I actually calmed down enough to tell the story of a few Christmases ago when Meena started throwing wrapping paper at people out of nowhere and was laughing for an hour about it. After everyone was finished my Mom's cousin and his girlfriend had one more song to perform... Let It Be. I don't think I have ever felt sadness that deep as while they were playing it. It was beautiful. After the service, everyone went up to my Aunt's to eat and talk and stuff. It was a rough day, but also a very nice one