Grandma’s funeral

Grandma was buried today. Wendy, my minister friend who lives next door, officiated over the funeral. She also gave me a ride there. I was very grateful cause my car has no AC and hers does. Everyone was supposed to wear red cause it was Grandma’s favorite color, so I put on this sort of wine-colored dress I have. It’s very lovely but unfortunately it’s velvet, ankle-length and has long sleeves and a turtleneck so I would have arrived a puddle of sweat if I had had to take my car. As it was I was still uncomfortably warm.

I wasn’t close to my grandmother but Wendy’s funeral oration left me feeling sniffly anyway. She basically said she thought Grandma just decided it was her time to die. She had been through innumerable health crises and always pulled through, but this time her favorite daughter was dead, and so she decided to join her. The after-funeral lunch wasn’t that great. (Though I suppose gatherings of this nature rarely are.) Wendy had other things to do so she left, and I was forced to make small talk with various relatives — not fun — and there were a lot of small screaming children.

Hopefully Grandpa will stick around while longer and we won’t have to go back to the funeral home any time soon. He’s seven years younger than Grandma was, and in better health generally.

Link: Grandma’s obituary.

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