Thank You All

Thank you all for you wonderful comments and condolences. It really does mean a lot to me.

The funeral and viewing were of course extremely difficult. I cried a lot, laughed a little, and reminisced with family. It was hard to stay sad for too long, though, with my daughter running around being cute. I also want to give my wife credit for being strong for me and helping me with everything.

We stayed at my Grandmother’s house, which was really tough when we first got there and the memories came flooding back. I kept expecting her to walk around the corner, offering us a bowl of potato chips and some pop. As the day went on, though, it was comforting to be in her house.

The funeral home was packed with family and friends last night, which is a testament to how well loved my grandmother is. During the funeral the Priest was even choked up when talking about my Grandmother, and they do this type of thing all the time.

After the funeral, they had a dinner in which we all got to talk with one another. My cousin asked me if I would be able to share some memories at the dinner with him, as he wasn’t sure if he would be able to make it through without being too choked up.  I told him yes because there were things I felt needed said, even if I doubted my own ability to talk without blubbering.

There I was, standing up in front of all those people, with two of my cousins, talking about our Grandmother.  We talked about how important family was to her, and how strong of a person she was.  I was even able to get everyone to laugh a few times.  Most importantly, I made sure everyone knew how special she was.

When things were all finished, we went back to the house. I wanted to see it one last time, as I wasn’t sure what would be happening with it.  My Mom, my wife, my sister, and I all went to the basement, where my sister and I used to play for hours when we would visit.  There is a little room down there that used to have toys and games and my Grandfather’s old pipes.  There were also some old books, which I perused out of curiosity, finding some good ones which I brought back with me including an old copy of Jules Verne’s Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea and a book about King Arthur (the title escapes me).

Anyhow, I’m emotionally drained but OK.  I promise I’ll get back to writing about writing and NaNoWriMo and everything else you all enjoy.  I just wanted to that you all for the kind thoughts in this rough time.