It's only the beginning of 2008 and I have gone to 2 funerals this week. I also went to one a couple weeks ago.
It's not that I did not want to go, and all three of the people who passed away lived long lives. Even the two funerals I missed were for people who lived to be over 100! Tanya's dad, and my great aunt Marj - they both passed away before the holidays in Nevada and I was not able to go there.
It's just that it's kind of draining, emotionally, even if you don't know the person well (Leslie's dad - I did not know him but I went for her) or if you knew it was coming soon.
I felt like I just wanted to make it through the service, then leave. Now.
I was thinking of my brother's funeral, and also about my parents - they might live a long time, but you never know. I'm just kind of exhausted.
