death tends to hit more than once quickly.
It was really hard to deal with bobby's grandfathers death--i was crying pretty bad, even though i had never met the guy--i got to learn about him from his wife Peggy and from bobby's mother. He was such a vivacious guy who lived his life to the fullest and it's so unfair that he had to leave this earth prematurely due to cancer. He died at the age of 70. This was the first full funeral i'd been to before and when we first went through the doors to view his grandpa all of the women were weeping without end. Bobby had to step away to recollect himself and i gave him a huge hug...while hearing this and hugging him as he tried to fight back the tears--i felt surrounded by death and that there was a huge weight on me. Having that sudden feeling i started to cry silently and didn't let anyone see it. It was such an emotional time. there were several services over those three days. three viewings. and a service from the Moose Fraternity that his Grandfather was in for decades. Then there was a funeral procession. Bobby and I were in the fourth car behind the funeral car. We stopped at the Virginia Veteran Cemetary. There was a military service for Grandpa Billy. Bobby was a palmsbearer (or something like that..) and he was so respectful and dutiful. After the end of that service, they laid him in the earth to rest.
I felt so much closer to Bobby and his family during this time. I'm really glad i was able to be with Bobby during this hard time for him.
And now... Grandma Pat's having a hard time. I'm trying to find out what's the update on her wellbeing. If she passes, that'll be another that death takes... It's going to be hard...but i want to be there to support Mom and to help with arrangements.
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ReplyDeleteThanks for writing about this, Julie, I was wondering how things went with the funeral. I'm glad you could be there for Bobby, too. I've been to two funerals before, as a singer, but they were both people I didn't know very well. However, seeing their family crying sent me over the edge, too, so I can only imagine how you felt being there with Bobby at the funeral of a beloved family member.
ReplyDeleteDave's grandma died last year, which was sad but also kind of a relief because she was really old and sick and had been a lonely widow for about two decades. His favorite childhood dog died that year, too, and we both cried over that (she was the sweetest thing).
I haven't heard what is going on with Grandma Pat, but when I got Mom's email last night I cried a little. Even though she has had little quality of life the past decade or so, I'll miss her. And even though she and Mom had a rocky relationship growing up, I still love Grandma Pat and remember lots of good times with her. She's my favorite grandma because she was always so intrepid. She would take us anywhere when she stayed with us, even if she was unfamiliar with the area. She was spunky. I remember her temper, too, but I almost just smile at it, now. I'll keep in touch if I get any updates. Love you, Jul!