My husbands funeral is tomorrow. Apart from a catastrophe of errors just to get to this point, such as the crematorium being closed for refurbishment and the funeral directors not being manned due to sickness! I woke up this morning to BT digging up the entire street, I kid you not, the entire street, I have barriers and open gulleys in front of my house!
What, I mean what!! How the hell do we leave the house with any dignity, let alone the bloody cars get through.
I just, I mean, what!!
I'm undecided as to laugh or cry - I just can't believe it
Hi Realale welcome to the forum. Im wondering if a scream It might feel better. Unbelievable but what do you think hubby would have made of it all? Would he have laughed or cried? I can imagine that that is not the send off you had intended to arrange. Laugh and scream all at the same time. Will be thinking of you tomorrow xxxx
Oh Realale
I am so sorry that you have this to contend with at such a horrendous traumatic time.
I think I would as Gail says, I’d scream, then cry then laugh.
Then probably cry again.
My beautiful Valen’s day went in a blur of tears and laughter.
Horror and wonderful memories shared.
Surreal and all too too real.
I’ll be thinking of you tomorrow xx
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