Weird in a good way. Proverbs 31:30
Didn’t go to school today because of my grandfather’s interment. We went to Forest Park and send his casket to his grave. My lola (grandfather’s mother) was crying so hard that she wanted to go with him, my grandfather’s the first one who died among his siblings. They’re 6, but now, they’re only 5. We went to the chapel, first - the usual catholic flow when it comes to situations like this. Anyway, after that we walked for a short while to the cemetery. Everyone was crying so hard that I can’t contain myself from bursting into tears. My grandfather’s only 72 - turning 73 this November. His two sons weren’t able to attend and saw their father dying because my grandfather said that they don’t need to go home from the states to see him in his situation. I felt sad about that, but at least, before they live the country, what stays on their minds is that their father is happy and healthy. I will never forget this day, because it’s like some kind of a family reunion for me, saw my little cute cousins and gorgeous godparents. I hope there’s school tomorrow, I don’t wanna miss any exam, anymore.