Yesterday I checked out the online edition of the local paper. I do not know why it affects me so much to see people that I went to school with now listed in the obituaries. I do not know if it makes me feel as though I could be next or why it causes me so much anguish.
As a child and even as a teenager my parents never took me to funerals. I was 23 or 24 years old when I attended my first funeral and it wasn't by choice. The president of our company died and our boss forced us to attend.
At the time I had never even attended my own relatives funerals, one because they lived far away and secondly because I was either in school or working when they passed on. I remember when my maternal grandmother died I was in high school and we were having exams so only my mother made the trip. The only relative to date whose funeral I have attended has been my father's.
I know we all have to go one day and I do not think I am afraid to die. What I am more afraid of is...what would become of the ones I leave behind?
I really did not know my classmate that well and I think I spent more time talking to him on our 20th year reunion than I did in all the years we were in school together yet it still affected me.
The online edition only list a brief obituary, so I had no idea in what funeral home he was located. Went to the wrong one and found out we now have a new mortuary in Del Rio. I really ought to consider buying the local newspaper more often...typos and all.
I apologize for the downer post but as this is also my Cyber Journal I had to mention his passing.
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.