Post-Funeral Update
We laid Emily to rest yesterday.
How did I do on breakdowns this week?
Saturday: 1
Sunday: 0
Monday: 1
Tuesday: 2
Wednesday: 1
Thursday: a bunch, or else one really long one
Friday: 0.5
It was weird going to a Catholic funeral. The words the priest was saying didn't match with the Bible I'd read as a child, and the things he was speaking about were really odd and inconsequential to me, like the fact that she never remarried after her husband died. There was no singing at the service, and the graveside service wasn't at her graveside, but in a little on-site chapel. Apparently too many people had tried to throw themselves in the grave after the casket, and an actual graveside service was a safety hazard. People are weird.
But when Manda was speaking about her mom and she started to cry, I completely lost it. I've never seen Manda cry in nearly three years of knowing her, so it was utterly heartbreaking to see her lose control like that. I love her so much, and it hurts me to see her in pain.
But hopefully the hard part is past, and everyone can concentrate on the good parts now. I know I'll miss Emily when we go camping in May - she was supposed to go with us. She's the best mom I ever met; she'd do anything for anyone who needed it and even if you didn't need it.
Come and visit us if you want, Mom. You're welcome anytime.
How did I do on breakdowns this week?
Saturday: 1
Sunday: 0
Monday: 1
Tuesday: 2
Wednesday: 1
Thursday: a bunch, or else one really long one
Friday: 0.5
It was weird going to a Catholic funeral. The words the priest was saying didn't match with the Bible I'd read as a child, and the things he was speaking about were really odd and inconsequential to me, like the fact that she never remarried after her husband died. There was no singing at the service, and the graveside service wasn't at her graveside, but in a little on-site chapel. Apparently too many people had tried to throw themselves in the grave after the casket, and an actual graveside service was a safety hazard. People are weird.
But when Manda was speaking about her mom and she started to cry, I completely lost it. I've never seen Manda cry in nearly three years of knowing her, so it was utterly heartbreaking to see her lose control like that. I love her so much, and it hurts me to see her in pain.
But hopefully the hard part is past, and everyone can concentrate on the good parts now. I know I'll miss Emily when we go camping in May - she was supposed to go with us. She's the best mom I ever met; she'd do anything for anyone who needed it and even if you didn't need it.
Come and visit us if you want, Mom. You're welcome anytime.