The song in the title, was the song that was played at the end of my friends fathers funeral today.

It was a very surreal experience, going to the funeral of a man who shouldn’t have died so young, it was so unexpected. You just assume that peoples parents die when you’re an adult yourself, and when it happens before that, it seems so much harder on the people involved, expecially since the way he died, was through no fault of his own.

I don’t really know what to write, and have rewritten the last paragraph a few times, but nothing will fit for how I feel for my friend and her family, so I’ll just write off the top of my head and basically not make much sense. Seeing her crying is one of the worst things I’ve had to see since he died in April, and the funeral was delayed due to the circumstances in how he died, making the time inbetween pretty difficult.

This is only the second funeral I’ve been too, the first was my grandmothers when I was nine. After seeing the pain my friend has gone through, I guess I feel lucky that I was so young when my biological dad died. I was three years old, and I guess the fewer memories you have, the less it hurts. I have no memories, and sometimes it hurts because I’ll never know him or remember anything about him, but it won’t hurt as much as if he died now, after 18 years of knowing him. If my “second” dad died now, I would understand the grief my friend is going through, but I don’t want to wish that on anyone. Another friend of mine, lost her dad last year, and they will both find it hard for years to come.

I thought, I would document something about it here, but to be honest, I don’t really know what I’m writing. I just wish that she and her family didn’t have to go through that. Her dad was a funny, kind guy, and I’ll always remember him with a grin on his face, and he would have loved the send off that his family and friends gave him.