written by owen on 2006-Apr-10.
2 weeks ago my father died. I have never been to a funeral before. He was recovering from a stroke he had the week before. When all is said and done the funeral was over and it rained. We sang some songs, read passages from the bible and the pastor preached his sermon. The finality of the whole ordeal was quite saddening. My nephew cried and I mostly just watched the rain. I hang around in Mandeville for a while and met some cousins. As the eulogy was read I wondered how life could be compressed into a few minutes of text. I don't know how to feel. Your only alive for so long, so make as many friends as possible. I have always been a bit emotionally distant. Now I'm just hanging around but I'm OK.