I woke up to hearing my grandma and mom bickering about something to do with sandwiches. I crawled out of bed and went to see what was up. They instantly stopped arguing.
Time passed, I can't tell you what happened.
I was told to go get dressed, I found my itchy plaid dress. I picked it up, put it on and said that my dad always liked it when I wore that dress.
I don't remember much else between then and the limo coming to pick us up. I remember or was a rather awkward ride.
Then when we got to the funeral home everyone got out and my nana told me to go before her, I couldn't as she was sitting on one of the ties of my dress. Being a shy kid I didn't tell her and she realized what happened. She laughed and apologized, telling me I could get out now.
I don't remember going in. I remember sitting on Kelly's lap or someone's lap just talking. People came over and said their condolences, but I really didn't understand. Soon my mom came back into the room, I didn't notice that she left, saying that it was time. She grabbed my grandma and left, everyone in the room followed suit. My brother and I stuck with Aunty Jean and Kelly.
When we went to sit, I saw Haley, she was my best friend at the time. She was crying and lifted her wrist, showing that she was wearing a bracelet I made her. I later found out her grandma had to take her 'cause her mom didn't want to ruin the Christmas mood. The funeral was the 23rd of December.
The funeral started. I didn't cry. I didn't understand. I sat beside Kelly. I would periodically look up to see him crying. I've never seen him cry before that, and I haven't seen him cry since then.
That made me realize something was up. I didn't cry unless I looked at my dad's ashes and his picture. That was the only time. Kelly had to get up to take my dad's ashes out as he was.. Oh I can't remember the word. They carry the coffin, or in this case, my dad's ashes out of the funeral home. I didn't want him to go. Kelly was my rock. But I had to.
After the funeral we took the limo back. I'm not sure of we went to my aunty Joyce's or our house first. I just know we ended up at her house at some point. I remember getting there asking everyone of they'd seen Haley. I found mostly everyone else from school, friends, teachers, but no Haley.
Soon, I found her and her and I sat there eating our fruit, grapes mostly, when my uncle BIll came up and started bugging us.
Before the funeral, my aunty asked us what we would like to say about our dad, as she was doing the speech.
I remember saying that he was a pain in the butt sometimes but it was ok. I remember being shocked when in her speech she said ass instead of butt. I didn't want anyone thinking I was a bad kid for swearing.
As for Rod Stewart, that was the cd we came in to, and the one that played throughout the funeral. That cd still brings tears to my mom's eyes.
There's one song, I don't remember the name.. But it involved a sexually transmitted infection.. Clap or something. The lyrics go something like "rock your socks off baby"
That caused a few giggles from my nana and mom. A comic relief that they needed. My mom could only remember that he wanted forever young to be played. Funerals are a stressful time, I recommend writing down the person's wishes. Chances are, you won't remember when the time comes.
Ummm. Yea. I think that's about all I can remember. But I'm tired. And I'll make another post explaining some other stuff about today.
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