I got back to Baton Rouge at around 11 pm last Wednesday nigh and my internet connection was down the whole next day. Then I had a bad cold or something, no energy and my brain felt fried, I think from all the stress involved with the funeral and all so I haven’t been able to get back to you all about my trip.
As you can guess, it wasn’t a lot of fun, although I got to talk a lot to my cousin Becky who is only three weeks older than I am. She told me about a funny memory she has of the two of us playing in Gramma’s bathroom with lipstick telling stories in fake accents. I have no memory of this, but it sounds like something I could do!
The viewing had been scheduled from 3-6 pm on Sunday. Mom, Rob and I left a bit early because Mom needed to take care of her puppy who had been in the house since church time that morning. We went home, changed and hung around until about 6:30, then headed up to Uncle Don’s house where the family was gathering to eat and fellowship. My aunt’s immediate family did not get there until 8:30!!! That’s how long the line of people was! They were exhausted and starving when they got home!
The funeral was at 1 pm the next day and the church was packed. I cried a lot and really missed having Steve beside me. At the cemetary, I didn’t want to get out of the car because it seemed like we’d just been there. Gramma was buried in May, so yeah, we were just there! In fact, Aunt Laurita was buried beside her mother, so almost literally right there! I took some of the roses from the arrangements and laid one at my father’s grave and one at my sister’s. I figured I was crying anyway; why not stop and see them since I was in the neighborhood.
We went back to the church for a meal provided by the ladies, but didn’t go up to Uncle Don’s afterward. I was so tired when we got back to Mom’s I couldn’t imagine how my uncle and his family were managing.
It was a tough trip although the flights were uneventful. I even had seats to myself on all four planes. I guess the time of the flights meant they weren’t popular. I did think about Lost, though, on the first flight!
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