So, yesterday I talked about having to go to wake and that today was the funeral. I have to admit, the wake was not that bad. No one was really crying or upset, which I think is due to the fact that my sister-in-law's grandmother, who we all called Gigi though it was not really her name, was 95 and lived a full life because in all honesty, I think if it was a young person, there would have been a lot of people crying. Instead, we talked about stories and even looked through pictures that were there on our phones and cameras, not just of Gigi, but of everyone. I have to say, I had been told that Gigi was really beautiful when she was younger and I was shocked at how true that was. I only met Gigi about 5 years ago so I have only seen her in her 90+ years. She looked really small, petite, and frail with some health issues and maybe stood at 5', but that is to be expected at her age. I found out that when she was young, she was actually 5'7" tall. I got to see a lot of pictures of her through various ages and it is amazing how much people transform. Well anyway, everyone was spread about the room indifferent groups talking and I of course was by my brothers while they were telling some funny stories their past. Now please do not judge, but the only thing I had an issue with was the coffin and such, you know..... The last time I went to a funeral, I was 5, did not personally know the person, and was not allowed to go up and see. So I had never seen anyone dead before. People have said that a lot of times, the deceased do not look like they did when they were alive, however SHE DID! Everyone was even remarking about how she looked so good. I became better with it after time, but I guess my initial discomfort must have shown because when I was just standing there, my brother said I looked awkward. Other than that, I was fine there for the whole night. We had stayed later than what we even had to and eventually left maybe around 9:30 or 10:00 PM. We made a stop at home so that my younger brother and I could change, then went to a diner for dinner. By the time we got home, it was well after midnight and after having been up since around 7 AM and doing nonstop school work until 7 PM and then going to the wake, I was dead tired and fell right to sleep.
Oh, before I forget, in case I have never mentioned this before, my oldest brother can be such a moron sometimes (though they each have these moments). There is no other word for it. When we were looking at pictures on my camera, we came across the previously mentioned St. Patrick's Day video with Gigi dancing and my brother decided to hit play. Well the volume also happened to be all the way on high, so anyone in the immediate area could hear it so it started playing Irish music and you could hear laughter. I was watching with my brother and a friend of my brother and my sister-in-law while telling him to turn it off. She found it really funny though that when going through my camera, there were random pictures by each other. For example, it went from a picture of Gigi on July 4th two years ago to a picture of a gorilla and other animals(courteous of a zoo). He tried to show his wife, but she said it was too soon. He did finally block the speaker after a minute so no one could hear it because I said no one should. Let me just say, watching a video of her dancing while her coffin was like 5 feet away felt just a little bit creeepppyyyy to me. When I told my dad later, he said he saw nothing wrong with it and either did my other brothers since some funerals actually play videos. Am I the only one who thought this was wrong/creeepppyyyy?
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