Thursday, 16 June 2005
For Julie and Graham Hillsdon.
Their son (the driver of the 'other car' mentioned below) is being buried today.
Funerals are very odd when you're the parent. It feels a bit like a wedding, with all the guests/friends there. You have to be out in front, on view to all. People wait for you to come in, sit down, stand up, leave etc. And all the while you don't want to be there, feeling everyone else's pain and discomfort as well as your own.
In many ways it was easier for us, because we'd been intimately involved in putting things together, and we were supported by the love and prayers of so many people. It must be a desperately hard time if all you can feel is the loss, without hope for the future.
at 8:32 am