I Take It All Back

I got thinking about my previous post. Well, I gotta take most of it back. Don't get me wrong. Funerals for the most part should be a happy affair, but I got to thinking how I would feel if I lost one of my own children.

Truth is, I absolutely don't think I'd be able to cope in the slightest. So, I hope nobody thinks of me as some unfeeling dretch (whatever that means). There is a difference when a grandparent dies at the age of 80, and when your child (especially when it's your third to do so) dies. I really don't think I could handle it.

So be sad! I won't judge you. In fact, I may even be sad with you.