The Day of Richardís Funeral
By Michele (Richard's
walked into the funeral home on this gloomy mournful
Sunday morning I could see a painful expression on my
grandmotherís face. It hurt me to see everyone like
this. But it made me overjoyed to know that everyone
cared about my Uncle. I saw my cousin sitting in the
corner by herself so I went up to her and said, " Hey!
Ali would you like to go for a walk with me?" she said
" sure" We walked outside and talked about the
memories we had with each other. We even talked about
the memories of our Uncle Richard.
time we had walked around the funeral home twice it
was time to go into the service. I had this feeling of
queasiness in the pit of my stomach. I started to feel
started to walk into the room where the funeral was
being held and I looked over to see my mother bawling
her eyes out. She kept yelling " I cant do it" " I
cant do it". My mom had to go in to another room with
my dad so she could calm down but still hear the
service. I had to go into the funeral with my brother.
As we sat and listened to the rabbi talk to us about
Richard I started to cry. I could taste the salty
tears running down my face into my mouth. They tasted
so bitter and sweet at the same time.
thing that I most remember about the funeral was that
it was my first time hearing my brother say " I love
you". I started to cry even more.
funeral continued I listened to all the eulogies about
Richard. I looked around at all of the people. I could
see the pain in my familyís eyes. But as I started to
cry more I remember what my Aunt Lynn had said When
the tears start to come look up and they wont come
out. The end of the funeral came and it was time to go
to my Aunt Lynnís house to sit shiver.
to my Auntís house at about 1:00 I walked in to see
about 300 people standing in the house. It was so
crowded that I could barely walk through the kitchen.
I followed my cousinís upstairs to Allisonís room
where we decided to make a radio station to cheer
about an hour of Allisonís karaoke radio station we
went downstairs to talk to some people. We sat down on
the swinging chair outside. At that moment one of my
Uncleís friendís named Jim walked up to us and asked
what the scariest part of the funeral was for us. All
three of us at the same time said that the fact that
his body was in front of us. We all laughed and then
started to become night time I began to relax and have
fun with my cousins. We laughed and danced. We even
played charades. I noticed that I had been closer to
my family today then ever before. So in a way I thank
my Uncle for passing on so that I could go to new York
for his funeral and get closer to my family. It was
neat because my cousinís didnít want me to go home and
sometimes I wish that there would be a happy excuse
for me to go to New York so I could go play charades
again and talk and have fun.
end my essay I would just like to write a thought to
I love you so much donít ever forget that. Although
your death was hard I thank you for bringing me closer
to our family. I would just like to say that none of
us will ever forget you. We all want to say that we
love you and miss you. We all hope that you are having
fun being a butterfly. Goodbye for now until we see
you at the gates leading to heaven.