The Funeral

Well, the funeral wasn't that hard, and the only place I cried in the service, interment and lunch was when we sang Amazing Grace. You can feel the emptiness at the house. I felt it real good in the bedroom he slept in the past few months. I changed my shoes in there after the visitation, and I was able to see the walker he used, folded against the wall. I doubt anyone will sit in his place at the table for months to come.

I'm crying at the moment, but not uncontrollably- they're silent tears. Crying is good though. I'm sure people like my granny's friends from church and the cafeteria she used to work at will come by once in awhile. She has many people to talk to, and anyone in the family that lives in the city or an hour or two outside it, can visit her on weekends or call her.

Not okay but still doing fine,
-Allison of Houston