Today was a very sad day. I had to go to a funeral of a 12 year old child.
I kept asking myself how is the mother doing it. How is she able to handle her grief and hold herself together, I would be beside myself. I can see me as being one of those people that needed to be medicated just to get thru it.

To Mary C.
You and your family are in my thought and prayers.
May God keep you and watch over you.


NOW LET ME TELL YOU WHAT THE IDIOT DID.


My not yet x -husband, his sister and there parent are also attend the funeral, we arrive (in separate cars) and proceed to the back of the church where the few remaining empty seats were. By the time we sit down,I am just a wreck. The tears are flowing, my nose is running and my throat hurts from the crying. The service has not even started. I get some toilet paper because I forgot the box of Kleenex and accept the inevitable.
We are about forty-five minutes into an hour-long service when from behind me I hear this noise. And I think to myself “no the hell he didn’t”
But yes!!!!!!!!!
The stupid one fell asleep.
The stupid one is not one of those who you would never know had drifted off.
Noooooooooooo………
He’s one of those that your can hear from the other side of the house.
It’s a good thing his daughter was sitting next to him so she was able to wake him up.
I have never been so embarrassed in my life.
I think he scared the little old lady sitting next to him…