Nothing like a funeral to force you out of bed…
Posted on | March 9, 2010 | Comments Off
It wasn’t as if death was some stranger to her, something she’d only seen in movies or on rare occassion when a family member or friend died. She knew it a little more up close and personal, had helped fight it off with the good guys, and even won once or twice. Death to her was a natural part of things. Unless it was a young person, something sudden and unexpected, she was usually just grateful that the individual was out of his or her suffering. It was the people still living that bothered her. This weird clumping together, usually accompanied by drinking and someone being completely out of line, that really was not her thing. She didn’t drink anymore and she found no pleasure in hanging around those who did. She also tended to have a warped sense of humor when it came to funerals, a defense mechanism that began with the first one she attended as a child. This one ought to be good in that respect. The cast of characters was always good for a laugh no matter what the occassion.
She sat quietly pondering her options of attire for the event. She so wanted to wear a little hat of some sort but figured it would be too formal and would also require a trip to the mall which made her shudder and her stomach lurch. She will have to make due with what she could find in her closet. No one would really care, this wasn’t about her.
She wished she could take a full breath and just breathe like a normal person. Somehow everything was going to be ok. Life was hard sometimes but you have to deal…Now was as good as time as any to get up.
RIP “H” we will miss you…
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