Rec | MAKING THE MOST OF A FUNERAL

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My nana died recently and the funeral was probably the best day out of a terrible few weeks I enjoyed the (sometimes farcical) performance of the Catholic ceremony, which was so disconnected from her life and personhood that you kind of had to laugh (i did this inwardly only). The priest got my granddad’s name wrong in the reading and half-sang along to the hymns as he performed the rites, the way you do when you’re listening to music while pottering about the house I talked with family I hadn’t seen in years, or had seen and pretty much ignored because it felt easier at the time I enjoyed noticing how there are maybe two different kinds of nose and mouth distributed among the cousins (myself included), except one girl I was convinced was a relative on the strength of her appearance turned out not to be, so maybe I was just looking for shared qualities where there aren’t any. I don’t think that is a bad thing though

@2666

Nov 4, 2024

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