Well, my grandmother’s funeral was yesterday.
The service was lovely (the priest was excellent, which is not something I’d say very often – I’m not Christian, much less Catholic – but he gave a very tolerant homily, and made us all laugh more than once), and then we had a reception back at the house for family and friends, which was surprisingly easy for me to handle, despite the fact that I hate social situations like domestic cats hate water (or perhaps even worse!). The sun was shining brightly, and it was the warmest day St. John’s had seen so far this year… the priest joked that Granny must have more pull than he did, to have arranged the weather so well. She would have loved it.
I’m coping. Writing definitely helps, so I’ll be doing more of that today, tomorrow, etc. Even likely to be doing some work on original stuff…
Going back to Toronto early Sunday morning (will, in fact, be arriving in time to go to brunch with my aunts).
Later…
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