Today I am going to my first funeral. I successfully avoided both of my dads parents funerals (I know that sounds terrible - but I wanted to remember them the way they were when I had last seen them and not in a box. I couldn't bear it. I was also two states away and my dad said he understood.).
It is a friend, E's, mother. She passed away last week from cancer. I have only met her mother a handful of times, and never had I met her before her cancer. That being said, she was the most loving and cheerful person, always happy for everyone and never letting it get her down.
She has been bedridden for the past four months and hasn't been able to leave the house for 6 months. She was expected to not live past november 2009. She was a fighter til the end, and I know it sounds like a cliche but she really was. I remember talking to her at her daughters (our friend) wedding in September 2007. She was ill then, but you could see she was so happy to see her daughter finally marrying her longterm partner.
It has been especially hard for E. She is now 7 months pregnant and I can only imagine what she must be going through right now.
my first funeral
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More and more families seem to be affected by it...
I wish your friend every strength and good wish over the next couple of months.
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