So I went to Aunt Irene's funeral today. Good thing i did too, because my mom's fiance is not from the area and almost got lost. I'm a pretty good navigator when i want to be. We drove right by the zoo which reminded me how badly I've been wanting to go. Unfortunately, Caleb was not with me so I didn't make a field trip. He probably would have smelt the zoo on me and never forgiven me.

We got the the funeral before anybody else we knew was there. The cemetery was beautiful, with its mature trees and green lawn. I was very impressed with it.

We parked a little way away and Lonnie (mom's boyfriend) told some really inappropriate jokes a little too loud. Made my mom do a wheelie in her wheelchair on the way over, being all too silly. My Uncle and his family arrived. My uncle said hello, but his wife and kids didn't. I went to shake his hand and he gave me a really awkward hug. Lonnie tried to engage him into a conversation but he only replied with one word answers. We gave up after that.

So few people came. She had been bedridden for quite a long time, didn't have many friends left. There were a couple people there from her church. Her caregiver, my Uncle and his silent family, and her caregiven. There were more than enough seats for everyone, even though there were only three rows.

Nobody cried, nobody sniffed. They all knew she didn't have long to live. The sermon was breif, and when it was done, everybody came and shook cousin roberts hand and walked away. I should have invited him for lunch, just because he didn't cry doesn't mean that he wasn't upset, but I didn't think of it until we were leaving.

My mom did good. She commented on how awkward the meeting with her brother was, but she didn't linger on it. I'm glad for that, she has been hurting over him for a while, i think that she's finally accepting the relationship for what it is.

I don't know, it was just odd. I've never been to a funeral where nobody seemed all that sad.