i went to a funeral in november (i think) and it was my first one. i went to the visitation and was talking to a really really good friend of mine when i looked beside him there was his dead brother. lying in the coffin, pale, white, asleep, dead. i barely knew Kent, but seeing him there, and imagining myself being in Jim's shoes (my really good friend), i about lost it. it's completely normal i guess. death is hard to comprehend b/c no one knows exactly what happens. and no one wants to say goodbye forever.
my 18 year old cousin died 2 years ago in a car wreck and i was a mess. the funeral was in NY and we had to stay with her family. i think seeing her in the coffin was the worst part. when i think about her thats all i see anymore.. not very pleasant. i tried to escape everything by sleeping. i think i slept about 15 hours everyday that week.
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yall better still have it, it was gonna be hillarious...even if you faint on stage
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