Yesterday, was the funeral. My son, and the other pall bearers each stood up and said something. It was gut wrenching.
Later, in the afternoon, Sean's mom died. She is finally at peace. I heard she said to her sister, when it became apparent that she wasn't able to go too see Sean one more time that it was okay, he'd been with her all weekend. Maybe knowing he was 'waiting' for her made it easier for her.
My 21 year old son is a pall bearer again- twice in one week. Although it is an honor, it is also a tragedy. This week needs to be over. These are things that shouldn't be experienced at this age.
Actually, at any age.
1 year ago