Ellen Wallace Paget had been ill for the passed months and the family had been informed it was only a matter of time. She had rallied several times in the hospital and subsequently in the home. One day she would be lucid and the next nothing. On sunday we got a phone call to go and see her. around 5 pm she quietly stopped breathing.
The funeral is on Friday and I am delivering the Eulogy.
You need to know the past. Jacob will probably not have any memories of his great granny. Strange as she has been a reasonably large figure on myself and his wider family.
Loss can be numbing. I won’t see the open casket, or even the coffin until the service. I don’t want to. Grief is greedy and self centred. I am OK (I think).
Thanks to work for some time off to reflect and prepare in the middle of a busy hectic time.