There is so much that needs to be done when a person dies. I had no idea… is this what my brother went through initially when my parents died? I certainly didn’t know AND I certainly didn’t give him enough credit. What a dumb ass kid I was… this is entirely too stressful.
My sister-in-law and I spent TWO hours just in the funeral home alone. It was a drawn-out, painful process. All I could do was stroke my sister-in-law’s back when she broke down and try to hold myself together. I made jokes with one of the arrangers, which is how I sometimes deal with pain. So that helped.
And we have to start all over again tomorrow. Picking out clothes for my brother, arranging a family get together… I’m tired just thinking about it.
When will this be over? I keep telling it to be over…
The time between a death and a funeral being over (and relatives going home) is hell. When my brother died, it was an unbelievable week, I hated it. I don’t think one really gets to mourn until after the funeral is done and everyone goes home, because prior to that you are making arrangements and dealing with shit, taking care of family members and all that stuff.
Hope you are well…