Okay, so we get Mom and take her to the funeral home. I made her put on lipstick. The woman does not wear makeup any more. She signed the guest book, "Helen H. sister in law". We walked up to the chapel door where cousin K was standing. I hugged her, gave my condolences, then Mom walks up. The walker is between them, so no hugging. Mom leans in and says, "I'm your Aunt Helen." K says, "I know." Mom: I'm still alive. K: (puzzled). Mom: I've been telling everyone I'm a non-person. K: (getting it now) I'm sorry. It's just been so hard...Mom: I'm just being nasty.
She sat down. Afterwards she went up front and looked at the pictures and spoke to her nephew who didn't know who she was. I don't think she ever talked to the daughter.
And have you heard about the dogs?? There were dozens of perfectly behaved dogs there. We had three golden retrievers in front of us. Some wore hats. One lady led her dog through some kind of ring exercise where they run and heel, and said tearfully that it was for Irene. Another introduced her new dog as Summer Irene. During the last song, one of the dogs in front of us started howling, which made everyone laugh. Susie loved them and introduced herself to all of the dogs, who obliged by licking her. It was a very unusual service!
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Dear Lord, I'm feeling sick to my stomach and looking for a place to hide. That brought back too many memories of awkward/embarrassing moments with our extended family.
Gee, I wonder why she is overlooked.
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