My dad's birthday would have been today. We went to a funeral home that they had his funeral at. The one I missed when I was still in Australia. It's weird that the funeral home chose today to have this event for all the funerals recently, his birthday. A get together and remembrance deal with candles and refreshments. It was nice. Evan (my middle brother) was still at school, but CJ (youngest bro) was there along with my mom and grandparents on her side, and my aunt (dad's sister). It was nice to see them since being home finally. I didn't see my grandparents because my grandma was too stubborn at Thanksgiving.
I didn't know what to expect. It was nice mostly. They had a slideshow of all the dead people represented by that event. They just kept coming...and coming...and coming. I envisioned myself standing up and screaming MAKE IT STOP! because it felt overwhelming at times. A bunch of the pics were hastily photoshopped to make the people in front of beautiful scenery and sunsets and made it look a bit dodgy around the edges. >_< Oh well. Some of the people were so young. There was a kid that got into a bicycle accident apparently. There was at least one army/marine. One guy looked my age. I believe I gulped. It really hits home.
We got to keep a candle with his face on it. And had hors d'ourves. That's not how to spell it but I give up. They need to make an easier name for it. Or spelling. Like "Hor Durves."
So I finally got to officially grieve. But it was long after it happened and it seems everyone has more or less moved on. I thought the emotion would hit me like a ton of bricks today since it was his birthday and all. But it kinda actually didn't. It's still sorta like he's not gone yet.
Maybe Christmas? Or maybe...never?
1 comment:
/hugs Zack!
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