12:20 p.m. Today’s the day of the funeral. I dreamt about meeting Jonathan Rhys Meyers and his little family last night. Photo op. Lol. 😂😋
I don’t recall too much of the other dreams.
The morning started, after doing daily mobile and computer stuff, with getting in a shower while Anna cooked.
We talked and she said some bitter things about Papa. I prayed my way through it and tried not to make any argument.
Whatever her long-standing grudges in the past few or more years she’s know him, they aren’t mine.
I’ve known the man ALL MY LIFE (looking up to him as a really little girl with pride) and my relationship with him, when I had one at least, was pleasant.
So yeah, it was a bit heartbreaking to listen to her rant about someone I still love and genuinely care about, but all I can do is keep quiet and leave it to the Lord. Sit back and forgive.
She got breakfast ready (sausage, eggs, [scrambled for me, over easy for them] biscuits, gravy, grits, and apple butter.) and I was told more than once that I eat way too fast. 😒 In reality, and while I did catch myself ‘a couple times’ my thing is I take on really small portions at a time.
Those finish off quicker than their large portions they’re accustomed to, hence it looked like I was going to fast. So having to convince them of that more than once was exhausting.
It’s been a bit of a bumpy start to the day.
Anna wants Dad and I to eat out with the family after service, as she feels we need to get to know them and lectured nicely about such to me earlier this morning. Dad doesn’t want to, due to budget constraints, and since he’s never really been that close.
I’m dressed. I did my hair and makeup and will be ready to go wherever, and whenever, we do.
As much as my elders frown on the fact, I don’t own a pair of dress shoes. I’m wearing sandals and socks, and hoping either no one pays attention to my feet and/or gives me too much grief over it.
Wow..Carson Daly still hosts things. He’s on the Today Show right now. I haven’t seen him in years!
Just hope this day and the rest of the week goes well. ❤️
Prayers up for this day, Papa, and with all my love, his soul. In Jesus Name, Amen.
1:49 p.m. We’re supposed to be leaving here shortly.
The beloved tassel fell off my necklace at some point in the past half hour or so. The house is pristine, including the floors, and it still cannot be found.
That said, I just have to accept that if it’s really ‘that’ meant for it to be lost, then it’s gonna be lost. :/ Not like I can’t ever get a new one, lol.
2:00 p.m. Out the door and on the way to the funeral. All I That time and I forget my headphones. 🤦♀️
2:34 p.m. We’ve arrived. I didn’t approach the coffin yet (I was asked, but politely declined) but I did get a shot of Dad saying goodbye. A more ‘private’ looking one. P.S. Grandpa is getting buried in a camouflage hat (far as I can tell from here) so that seems like a nice touch.
The masoleum smells like something...old pickles maybe. Some weird faint-like vinegary smell.
I will say this. The high marble walls of the masoleum, strangely, make a beautiful surrounding.
Dad pointed me out to some family members. Polite smiles were exchanged. I walked forward. And it must’ve looked like I was coming forward to greet them. Instead, I just sat in the third right row.
I’m not much for approaching strangers, I’ll be honest. Not my greatest quality, but still true.
P.S. Dad passed me some gum before we got in here. Turns out we both like the same brand. Orbit. :)
3:57 p.m. Lovely service ended. There was a sermon and prayer.
He was buried in a camo hat, red plaid shirt, blue jeans, and a big belt. ❤️ R.I.P.
There was a dove release ceremony with my uncle and Dad. I tried my best to tape it, but I got distracted by the psalm and the birds released...and that was it. Dad also said the bird couldn’t wait to get out of his hand, lol.
Now outside gathered/watching as he’s sealed in the crypt.
I guess we’re going out to eat after this. 🤷🏻♀️
P.S. Uncle Ricky gently tugged my hair as he passed to say hi. 😂
4:16 p.m. Off to eat at Bob Evans. Yum.
4:39 p.m. Here and ready to order some classic chicken strips, mac, and mashed potatoes and gravy. I also have half-cut tea. Dad said I could order what I want. 😱 Not just super cheap stuff. 😂
P.S. This place has free WiFi. Also the cute little kid said he loves brocolli. You don’t see that every day!
P.S.S. iPod battery is dying. 😒 I ran the brightest screen too long.
P.S.S. This wooden chair is hurting my back. 😒
4:53 p.m. Meal ordered. And a water, lol. Now we sit and wait. P.S. I had a spark of character inspiration just now. 🤫
“Blank is the type who stands outside the chatting circle. She hugs the edge of the sidewalk or grass as people walk and talk. At a restaurant, sitting before a crowded table, the chair beside her is always the only one vacant.”
Did I mention I love timestamps? Capturing even little moments of long days are truly valuable.
5:05 p.m. They bright around rolls and biscuits. I’ll say one thing. The biscuits were so good, I didn’t even need butter or gravy. 😍
5:32 p.m. Stuffed. ❤️ Thanking and Praising the Lord! P.S. For such a full table...two full tables...they were FAST! 🤗😱 P.S. They subbed my mashed potatoes for the fries, so I didn’t get fries. I was just hoping they’d only sub the cole slaw and I’d still get some, but oh well. 🤷🏻♀️
5:47 p.m. Snuck a pic of two kids (I don’t know who they are, though they are in our funeral group) with gummy candy kabobs. Sooo cute! Even if it is blurred.
I had a single moment of opportunity to take a photo of it and this was my last good second to do it. Lol.
5:56 p.m. Stuffed, exhausted, and heading back to their home now. :)
6:25 p.m. Home and clothes changed. Hands washed. Watching Beauty and the Beast because Emma Watson’s been singing in my head for hours.
My iPod needs to charge. My back...hurts. And in know this best now that I’m actually reclining in the guest bed. Sigggghhhhhhhhh. What a day. What a week.
People all around me going from one worry to the next...and there’s just me trying not to make it worse. 😂 Yeah.
7:18 p.m. Finally took the heavy eye makeup off. I can’t sleep with that stuff on. 😂 Makes my eyes feel heavy, teary, and itchy. Lol.
Still relaxing in the guest room with Beauty and the Beast.
Dad and Anna return to work tomorrow. That means the house will be to myself all day. I wonder if I’ll bother going to the library still. Lol.
My back feels better, by the way. The day has truly wound down into evening, praise and thank God.
8:54 p.m. Shockingly, I watched Sons of Anarchy with Dad and Anna. Can’t say I enjoyed every seen being the PG/PG-13 girl I am...but it beat ‘being over here, but keeping myself hiding in the guest room all night.’
They’re going to bed. I’m starting Pearl Harbor. In the guest room. Again.
It’s expected that if my favorite movie comes on Netflix, I will play it an excessive amount of times.
10:46 p.m. Resisting midnight snacking. Grabbed an apple sparkling water and regular water instead...so far.
Still got the movie going. Sleeping in sounds like a fun idea tomorrow. If I can...🤷🏻♀️🤔 Lets just hope I can sleep tonight, hmm?
Cleaning out my netbook...compressing disk space...cause reasons. 😋
The fan was kinda burning my eyes. I cleaned the makeup off them the best I could, but must be faint residue cause my eyes feel super weak after wearing a lot of eye makeup...a good reason I don’t wear it so often.
11:50 p.m. Still awake. Turned off Pearl Harbor towards the ending some minutes ago and casually watching Sherlock. Feeling ready to sleep soon.
All glory, praise, thanks, and all things be to God on the highest forever and ever in Jesus Name, Amen. God is able to do above all we ask or think.