My uncle passed away last night. I realized shortly afterwards that much of the anxiety, tension and other emotions I had been feeling regarding the whole situation were really more about my mother and I than my uncle and myself. It's a heavy burden to be the one called upon to maintain my mother's health, happiness, and sanity.
I'm not sure yet if I'm going to go to the service. I've never had much need for funerals. I achieve closure my own way, and have rarely needed the ritual of a service to do so. Right now I'm leaning towards not attending.
Some of my friends have been wonderful. They know who they are. Thank you.
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