weird day
My dad's aunt Doris died the other day, so there was a grave side service for the family before the big funeral at the church. I have to work half way through the funeral, so I just went to the grave side service. Aunt Doris was my dad's father's sister, so she was one of the last living people that knew my grandparents. It sucks because I really dont like my mom's side of the family. They're so cold and impersonal. I wish my dad's parents were still alive. Then maybe we'd be more apart of that side of the family. It was so weird being there. I felt really out of place. I didnt know anyone. There was no 'I havent seen you since you were really little. remember me?'. Ive never even met these people except for this big family reunion this summer, but even then it was just me and my cousins (the sandberg clan) kind of sitting to the side. Everyone was so scandanavian looking. Tall, blonde and thin. The only time I felt like this woman was connected to me somehow was when the pastor was talking about how she's going to heaven and she'll see the sandberg sisters and her brother gus. And she'll see her mom, amanda. Thats who I was named after. I was mostly sad because I didnt really know her very well, or the rest of the family. All I have is a bunch of people that tolerate each other on my mom's side. And people on my dad's side are so funny and lively. Weird. It was just a weird experience.