Over a year ago, I posted a blog about attending a wedding alone and how overwhelming that can be for me. Unfortunately, this past weekend I attended a funeral for the dad of a good friend of mine who passed unexpectedly. I attended alone, and that was something that quite frankly I should not have done. It was heart-wrenching to listen to his friends and family express their sadness, their grief, and all I could think is that I wanted someone's hand to hold during all of that. I wanted someone to acknowledge that my tears were ok, someone to tell me it was ok to mourn, even if he wasn't my father, but because he's someone's father. And, well, I've been there. And I just wanted someone to be there with me.
I know that funerals are, by design, a chance to say goodbye, an opportunity to celebrate the life of the one who has passed. But I think it may be more than I am prepared to handle...alone anyway.
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