The Funeral
This is an original post from my my old forum
Looking back, I guess I was still in a somewhat state of shock during the first few days. The day is still mostly a blur. The things I remember:
Getting dressed: I remember putting on my suit and thinking back to the time that I bought it. When Gretchen's grandmother died a few years ago, I didn't have a suit that fitted me. The only one I had was one from when we were first married, and our social life never really involved a lot of dressing up.. So of course that one was way too small. So we went out to buy one. Gretchen helped me pick it out. Weird the things that come to your mind during times like this..
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