I went to the funeral and burial today of my son's friend (his girlfriend's brother). The boy was 16 and died in an accident, so it was an incredibly emotional morning. Throughout the wake yesterday, and then the funeral today, and the burial, I've never seen more people crying and crying... the only people who barely cried... were the parents.
They are going through a nasty divorce and the father keeps doing one strange and totally evil thing after the next (he burned all of his kids baby pictures, including his son who JUST died). So i see the mother today and she's composed. I mean, a few times she shed some tears, but then she composed herself and was okay. She was one of the first people to walk away from the ceremony at the gravesite and get into her car.
I saw her later at the crash site, which is all decorated. She came over and gave me a hug (her daughter has been living with me for a few months) and I told her that she did really well today.
She said, "really? i did? you couldn't tell how angry I was?"
angry?
I said no... she was so calm. She said she tried, but it took all her strength not to show how angry she was at her husband.
All I could think of was that this was her teenage son's FUNERAL, and she was so consumed with anger that it consumed her.
wow.
I gave her some good news (my old company is collecting money to help pay for the funeral) and she smiled and said she could use some good news. Then she had to go pick up dinner for her parents, and she left.
It was a little surreal.
They are going through a nasty divorce and the father keeps doing one strange and totally evil thing after the next (he burned all of his kids baby pictures, including his son who JUST died). So i see the mother today and she's composed. I mean, a few times she shed some tears, but then she composed herself and was okay. She was one of the first people to walk away from the ceremony at the gravesite and get into her car.
I saw her later at the crash site, which is all decorated. She came over and gave me a hug (her daughter has been living with me for a few months) and I told her that she did really well today.
She said, "really? i did? you couldn't tell how angry I was?"
angry?
I said no... she was so calm. She said she tried, but it took all her strength not to show how angry she was at her husband.
All I could think of was that this was her teenage son's FUNERAL, and she was so consumed with anger that it consumed her.
wow.
I gave her some good news (my old company is collecting money to help pay for the funeral) and she smiled and said she could use some good news. Then she had to go pick up dinner for her parents, and she left.
It was a little surreal.

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