no weddings and a funeral

asking about funerals has always seemed strange to me. with a wedding, you pretty much know how to respond when someone asks, "how was the wedding?" it was beautiful, lovely, a disaster, yada, yada. but what are you supposed to say when someone asks, "how was the funeral?"

i'll attempt an answer, i guess. the funeral was...a funeral. no one burst out in hysterics, though there were tears. it was a nice, Lutheran service that made us laugh when the pastor mentioned how you never, ever interrupted granny during "lawrence welk." she used to say every time, "they just don't make music like that anymore." very, true! he talked about how granny loved the Lord and how she took so much pride in coming to clean the church.

i guess the bottom line for me is that i find myself wishing i had gotten to know her better.