His death was unexpected. Dropped dead in the garden. Just like his Da. It's hit hard. He's only a few years older than Dad.
All the funerals I've been to in Ireland have been shortly after the person died. A few days. but now, because it was unexpected there has to be some sort of inquest, which means the body probably won't be released until next week…
Tim was cool. I really want to go. I like funerals. That might seem weird, but I like the fact it is a chance to say goodbye, however you might want to, whatever you believe. I like the fact I can get all my emotions out, with people who feel the same, and I don't feel I'm burdening anyone feeling what I feel. I like being with the people who knew the deceased, who loved them and enjoyed their company. And funerals are when the whole family turns out. All the long lost relatives. Yes they are sad occasions, but I have found that when they are over, and the family and friends all go for a meal and a drink, the feeling is one of celebration. And I feel better for having been able to grieve.
I might not get to go to this funeral though.
My project deadline is next Wednesday.
The funeral is in Galway, so at least 2 days will be taken up travelling and ceremonies.
I don't think I'll make it.
And that sucks.