This Christmas was one of the worst for me that ever was. First, DB2 had some trouble about a week before. 2nd, two weeks of snow, about 24 inches total that screwed Olympia up all the time, driving around was crap with a lot of people having chains on their cars. 3rd, my office shut down for a week without pay. 4th, no bonus this year. and 5th, my 92 year old aunt on my Dad's side of the family, kicked the bucket on Christmas day. She went to the hospital two days before. Heart Failure. I ended up flying to Denver on Sunday, driving to SW Kansas with a cousin and his Mom on Monday, funeral on Tuesday, driving back to Denver on New years eve, and flying back on New Years day. There went partying with the wife over the holidays
At least the weather was very good on the High Plains while I was there. It was sunny with highs in the 50s and 60s. Saw family, high school class mates, and friends. The trip didn't come out like I expected. The other cousins weren't as welcoming but I did see them. My sister was there with her grandson. She tried to be friendly with me in person but I couldn't as she burned me in the past and doesn't keep in touch. She finally got the hint. Felt sorry for her grandson. He had a tough life and it shows. He dressed in Goth with BRIGHT Red hair and smoke. I think he wore the same clothes to the funeral as he wore the day before. Didn't see them after the last get together after coming back from the cemetery.
On the day of the funeral, I got up and walked to the donut shop for breakfast. The owner was working there and it was someone I knew. We talked for a while. She asked me to take a box to the family. That is nice, you die in Hugoton and your family gets a free box of donuts.
The funeral ceremony had several parts over two days. The night before, we had a family viewing at the funeral home, where we went and viewed the open casket and spoke about our time with Aunt Ruby. The next morning has a flower service at the church where the flowers were picked up and shown to us with the names of the givers and the kinds of flowers. One bouquet was in the shape of a cross made out of vines that stood out of the rest. At noon, the dinner was had at the church directly behind the worship area. It was an open casket dinner as the partition between the eating area and the worship area was glass. My high school math and science teacher helped serve the meal like she does when I go out there for funerals.
The funeral service was at two PM. My sister sat down beside me. The wife went to pray in the chapel at work and she said she had a couple of flashes, one of a hymn that was sung and of a lady with black hair in a pony tail sitting by me. The preacher spoke a few words but that wasn't about the same Aunt Ruby that I knew. Later, her daughter assured me that it was.
After we drove out to the cemetery for the graveside service. The preacher was the first to leave. It was sunny, dry, and windy. I took a few pictures. The grandsons and granddaughter spouses were the pall bearers.
We all went back to the church to eat some more and visit.
I did pay my respects a couple of more times before leaving the area.
On the trip back, we almost had a wreck going around a truck who decided at the last second to turn left without signaling or braking. Later, my cousin got stopped in Colorado for going 81 when he should have be going 65 at the most. All he got was a warning ticket. His driving scared the crap out of me. He would talk on the cell phone, change lanes at the last second, play the radio too loud, drive using only his knees, eat with both hands, and drive a little too aggressive.
I was able to meet my cousin's son's family in Denver Monday night. On Wednesday, I met up with a cousin on my Mom's side who also lives in Denver and we went out for supper and beers on New Years Eve. We talked the whole time. It made up for the rest of the holiday.
I am glad to be back.
K and I are going to a party this evening.