I'm in a hotel room in Ankeny with [censored], where we have just carefully negotiated our wakeup time to ensure that we can both get ready and get out of the hotel in time for the funeral tomorrow. Today went about as well as it could have, under the circumstances - when the circumstances include death and freezing rain, it's just not going to be totally pleasant no matter what you do.
I woke up after approximately seven hours of sleep, sent a couple of emails, showered, made some tea, and threw stuff in my car for the voyage north. I drove up separate from my parents because I wanted some alone time with my music and my thoughts, but this was perhaps a mistake - I hit freezing rain, then sleet, then more freezing rain and snow, and discovered in the middle of this that my windshield fluid was either empty or frozen, which made things mildly treacherous.
But I got to Aunt Kathy's house around 1:30, which was pretty good time considering that I stopped to run a couple of errands. [censored] was already there, and I hadn't seen him yet on this trip, so we reunited and discussed how we're in the same circle of grief (long story, maybe I'll tell you later). We eventually went into the church, where we spent four hours - visitation was three hours long and there was a steady stream of people the whole time. There were moments of levity, moments of total grief, and moments of everything in between.
After, Drewbaby and Kathy went home, but my parents, [censored], Aunt B and Uncle B, and I had a late supper at Jethro's, where I fed my grief a whole bunch of nachos. And now it's time for bed - goodnight!
I woke up after approximately seven hours of sleep, sent a couple of emails, showered, made some tea, and threw stuff in my car for the voyage north. I drove up separate from my parents because I wanted some alone time with my music and my thoughts, but this was perhaps a mistake - I hit freezing rain, then sleet, then more freezing rain and snow, and discovered in the middle of this that my windshield fluid was either empty or frozen, which made things mildly treacherous.
But I got to Aunt Kathy's house around 1:30, which was pretty good time considering that I stopped to run a couple of errands. [censored] was already there, and I hadn't seen him yet on this trip, so we reunited and discussed how we're in the same circle of grief (long story, maybe I'll tell you later). We eventually went into the church, where we spent four hours - visitation was three hours long and there was a steady stream of people the whole time. There were moments of levity, moments of total grief, and moments of everything in between.
After, Drewbaby and Kathy went home, but my parents, [censored], Aunt B and Uncle B, and I had a late supper at Jethro's, where I fed my grief a whole bunch of nachos. And now it's time for bed - goodnight!
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