D A L I F . C O M

Yesterday was the funeral for my cousin's little girl. It was hella sad. Church was filled with people though, as both my cousin and her boyfriend are people with many many friends. The entire family had shown up, and I'm sure they both felt the support. The little coffin stood there, by the alter. It looked so small. A lot smaller than I remembered Abby had been.

I didn't like the preacher a whole lot. She had a confusing way of talking. She said some decent things, but she got ahead of herself all the time. So she'd say a sentence, and then she'd forget a nice adjective she wanted to toss in, and she'd like break off the sentence and return to that one word.. then go back. Pretty stupid. But wtf, I didn't care too much about it. Had a hard enough time keeping myself composed. We sang two songs. One that they used to sing to Abby while she was still inside the belly. And one my uncle had chosen. My cousin broke down in tears at the first song, sobbing hard. It was heart breaking and I didn't try to hold back my own tears. They were streaming down my cheeks, and I couldn't sing along that well.

After the church, they loaded the coffin into their car, and drove her off to the crematory. The rest of us went into a nearby gathering hall, associated with the chuch, where people had brought cake and fruit. Rasmus' grandfather starting playing the piano, sort of as loungemusic, and another dude, I'm not sure who, brought out an electric bass guitar, and started playing along. Two other guys had guitars, and one bloke brought out a jazz trumpet. Within long, they had a whole jazz thing going. It was very pleasant altogether. After a while people started going home, and the family went to the couple's house, stopping by the gravesite to deposit the copious amount of flowers, where we all sat together and lifted the mood by playing silly kid's games, drinking some beers and generally just being together to share the pain. I enjoyed that a lot. It's a good end to a sad day. Laughing and knowing we're all sad, but still also getting through it all together.

I hope they'll be ok, and give parenthood another shot soon. I'm sure they will tho. They're both strong.