Tomorrow we're going to Toronto to bury my Grandmother. I still have not collected my thoughts on it. On Sunday morning I got an email that she was sick and had been taken to the hospital, and by 10 pm she was gone. It's just surreal. Even when you know that someone is old and health is such a fragile thing, it still is such a shock when it happens.
In my grandma's wishes for the funeral she asked my cousin and me to speak for a bit. My theory is that my grandma picked the shortest and tallest grandchildren to speak together just to mess with us. That's what I would have done. The weird part? I knew what type of speech that we could do based on the moving speech Ryan's brother gave. How messed up is that - burying friends prepares you to bury family.
I think that this is going to be hard. Burying my mom's mom on mother's day weekend.
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