Saturday, March 15, 2008

Don't know what I was thinkin....

I think I agreed to sing b/c my sister wanted me to, but I wasn't really sure if I could do it. Steve wanted to sing with me, but we ended up arguing about it. So, I chose to sing by myself. My Aunt Joanne told me "If you are going to sing The Old Rugged Cross - that's one that I know so don't mess it up." No pressure. When I stepped up to sing, I couldn't even take a breath. I ended up turning to Cathy and asking her to sing. I stepped back and let them sing. I was emotional, embarrassed and just overwhelmed that Grandma was really gone. The cool thing that happened was that most of the people who stood there began to sing along. That's what Grandma would have wanted. It was odd - at MeeMee's funeral - there were lots of tears. At Grandma's funeral, no one was crying. That is, until I started crying.

She was a great woman.