Telling the bees

[shewhomust]

For the benefit of readers who can't see my locked posts, a news update: durham_rambler's mother, Joy, died on Sunday afternoon. She was nearly 82, and her health was not good, but it was still quite unexpected. She was a kind and affectionate person, and we will miss her very much.

Thank you to everyone who left kind messages in that previous post: we arrived home this evening after a long drive through fog and darkness, and it was a pleasure to be greeted by friends.

We will have the weekend at home, with helenraven visiting, and various friends, and then south again for the funeral on Wednesday morning.

I hate the way, when someone dies, all the emotional rawness expresses itself as squabbling over funeral arrangements - and yet the funeral is one of the last chances to do something for the person you've lost, and of course you feel the pressure to get it right. We had a fairly heavy session last night, after which I went to bed feeling entitled to a fun read, and instead of reading what I had planned to read next, picked up Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys: and it is fun, I'm enjoying it, but I don't think it's too spoilerish to say that it has two funerals in the first chapter.

Comments

[kateelliott.livejournal.com]

My condolences.

[profane-stencil.livejournal.com]

I hate the way, when someone dies, all the emotional rawness expresses itself as squabbling over funeral arrangements - and yet the funeral is one of the last chances to do something for the person you've lost, and of course you feel the pressure to get it right.

Sad and true.