NTKG, Reporting

Guys, I've never really known anybody who's died before.

So I think tomorrow’s funeral might be a little rough. The viewings were okay. I didn’t cry. I think it was because Nan looked really, really good. It just looked like she was sleeping. But tomorrow, when the words start to flow, the traffic starts to go, and the coffin starts to ease into the earth below, I might be in real bad shape.

Luckily tonight, my sister and my cousins all kept each other in good spirits. We laughed and told stories and made fun of family members (you know, the usual.) But when we’re forced to behave tomorrow and presented with the hard reality of the loss of life, I think all of our collective vulnerabilities will show.

I’m okay with that.