Monday, December 19, 2011

43. Till We Meet Again


November 2nd – Not much for today. Today was the funeral for my grandfather. It was really hard to see my grandma and my mother get so emotional. Even my little brother who I held during the service said his eyes were watering and I just didn’t know what to do. There were so many people that I didn’t know but just knowing that they all knew my grandpa and were able to come was amazing. I didn’t realize how stressful this all was until I got home. I ended up going to bed at 7:30 that night before anyone else was awake. Besides my mother, I am probably the one in my family that gets the most emotional, but today, I actually cried the least because I think I was trying to stay strong for my mother and my grandma. I felt so vulnerable that I didn’t want others to try and ask me if I was okay. I guess I just wanted to stay in my bubble.


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