Morbid

[jetpack_monkey]

I don't know why this thought struck me when it did, or why it struck me at all. I'd rather it hadn't. As I was closing my laptop before turning in for the night, it struck me. Someday, my mother will die and I'll have to go to her funeral.

I've always known that, of course. It's the first time I've believed it, though, and I'm really rather upset right now.

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[bitterbyrden.livejournal.com]

Go to her funeral? Son, you'll probably have to plan it. It's a drag to grow old, but it's a fact that if all goes well, we outlive our parents. In a way, it's our duty to attend their death with as much love, respect, caring, and humility as we can muster.

That said, I'm going to be a complete and total mess. So I hear you.

[jetpack-monkey.livejournal.com]

Well, to my twisted benefit, I'm completely at odds with my father and his entire side of the family, so if he kicks it in the near future, I won't have to worry about going, much less putting it together. Callous? Yes. Necessary for my continued mental health? That, too.

I called my mother and, just for good measure, my sister. Voicemail for both. *sigh*