The. F-Bombs. Out.
What a day today. Started early. We fed the Coco, walked her around for the pees and the poos, and then we made food to eat in the car and it was off to the city for the funeral.
The funeral was at the funeral home downtown. Super old school. Very nice, actually. It was a somewhat traditional funeral, with some Chinese elements sprinkled in here and there. Casket there, but not an open-casket. Pall bearers. And we all left in a funeral procession escorted by police officers. That was a first for me. It was quite moving, actually; it made the proceedings feel very grand in a way that really honored her passing. Liz’s grandmother, that is. That’s who we were all there to pay respects to. And then at the cemetery, she was literally laid to rest, and we each tossed a rose down onto her casket, and then they lowered her down into the ground and covered her up with dirt.
It all felt ancient. And timeless. And final.
I was honored to have been a part of it all. I think that’s the first time I’ve ever done a funeral like that.
Then we went and visited Liz’s other grandparents. Coco loved that cemetery. She wanted to lay down and stay there.
After that was a banquet nearby, where the food was quite good. Chinese food is rather hit and miss with me, I’m afraid, even the real stuff, and this food was really good. I ate my fill. And then it was time to go and say goodbye.
We’d been hoping to meet up with the Ryan and the Lisa on Sunday morning before driving home, but when that was looking like it wasn’t going to be possible, we realized that we should high tail it all back home today and have a day to recover at home.
Genius.
So, we did. We went by the Ho house before heading to my parent’s trailer and I met their newest doggy member of the family, Bau Bau. She’s so stinking cute. A golden-doodle. 10 months old. And cute as a button. Then we got to the trailer, packed up our stuff, and we took off for home.
The drive was uneventful. Rained just before we got to Kettleman City for our traditional refuel of the car, and refuel of the tummies at In-N-Out.
Now we’re home, and I’m wiped. It’s time for the sleeps.
It’s good to be home.