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Long day...
We buried my uncle today. The church was absolutely stunning. Located on the second floor, it had large windows displaying the hill country in all its wild, rough beauty.
I am glad it's all over, though. The grief I feel is not really for myself or even for my uncle's family. It's for my father, who was so close to his brother and yet, cannot express his grief. He's by turns chipper and irritable, quiet and bitter. He's angry; I can see that. But he's also an old-school Mexican man who must be strong and stoic to the people around him, even though it's just us. It's him I cried for today.
I owe some people emails and I haven't forgotten you, I promise! I've just been keeping to myself more than usual lately and that has to do with family stuff and the Kid being in town. I should be back to normal soon enough.
I really should be doing some laundry right now and looking for my copy of The Mummy (lost the DVD somewhere...).
Later, taters.
I am glad it's all over, though. The grief I feel is not really for myself or even for my uncle's family. It's for my father, who was so close to his brother and yet, cannot express his grief. He's by turns chipper and irritable, quiet and bitter. He's angry; I can see that. But he's also an old-school Mexican man who must be strong and stoic to the people around him, even though it's just us. It's him I cried for today.
I owe some people emails and I haven't forgotten you, I promise! I've just been keeping to myself more than usual lately and that has to do with family stuff and the Kid being in town. I should be back to normal soon enough.
I really should be doing some laundry right now and looking for my copy of The Mummy (lost the DVD somewhere...).
Later, taters.