I'm about to veg on the couch for awhile. I went to Traci's Grandbaby's funeral today and we just got home a few minutes ago from her house. She asked me if I would stay until every one left so that way if she needed to me run anyone off her sister and I would do so gladly.
We didn't need too.
I saw Grandma's and Grandpa's say bye to their Grandson. I saw Aunt's and Uncle's say good bye to their nephew. I saw Great Great Grandma watch her Great Great Grandson in a wee tiny casket. I saw the Mother and Father sobbing over their son and give him last hugs and kisses. I watched them close the coffin and heard the crying of the Mother explode...knowing that was the last time she would see her son. I watched a Mother and Father carry their son's casket to the car...then again to the burial site from the car...I held my friend in my arms while she sobbed watching her daughter carry her grandson to his final resting place.
This leaves me with only one thing in my mind...........why....
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