jewl

evenin, sorry its been a little while since ive updated. Today was the hardest day of my life. like legit. Today was Paul's funeral. They talked about him, they told stories about his ridiculous memories, and in between everyone they played "bad to the bone" and "i wanna rock". That was definetly him. to a tee. I cant really explain how hurt and broken I am, but it truly didnt come out until today. At the funeral home when we "payed our last respects" i just broke down, and then when we got to the cemetery, and they played Sue and Paul's wedding song. Melissa and I just held each other and were hysterical. I glanced over and brian was finally crying. For the last couple of days I have not seen him cry once, i was really worried that he was holding it in and itd hit him a little too hard later. I really could not keep it together at the cemetery. my uncles and grandfather held me the entire time after I put my flower on his casket. He's actually buried a few feet away from my grandfather. My father's side was there as well so we stopped and had a moment at his grave.

I know this traumatic thing will make us stronger, its just so heartbreaking. Melissa, Brian and Sue are the bravest people I know, and i hope one day I can be just as strong as them. I love my family more than life itself, and i know we'll band together and keep each other a-float

RIP uncle Paul, i'll love you forever and may you always be looking over us.


Jewl