So today was my cousins funeral.
This was my first ever funeral that I was allowed to go to and it was a completely new experience for me. This was a humanist service which meant it didn't have any religious side to it which apparently is a bit different to most funerals.
I didn't know how I would cope although I do know that I am a very emotional person which meant that I was definetly going to cry- infavt most if the service I was trying not to cry. At the end of the service he went in his last journey to go and get cremated the following day. This is when it really hut me- I was walking down towards the exit and saw everyone crying and the thought of a man who I grew up with going to be lot on fire set me off and I broke down.
After the service we went to the wake where the atmosphere wasn't as sad as the service which definetly calmed me down.
Coping with grief is a very difficult thing to deal with especially when a close relative dies. It didn't hit me until about 10 minutes after my mum told me he was dead. I then burst in to tears and let a lot of my grief out. When I came to the funeral I really realised that that was the place to cone to terms with my cousin never coming back. Which I think was partially the reason that I started crying because I knew that even if he was in his coffin that was the closest I would very be to him ever again.
To those of you who might be coping with grief now I tell you that if you are too scared to go to the funeral or any type of service comemerating their lives definetly go- it will definetly help you come to terms with your loss and I think it helps your grieving process a lot. It will get better. I promise.
Lots of love,
Erin xoxox
I'd like to dedicate this to my cousin - Josh Gauld- age 23 you will be sorely missed and will never be forgotten R.I.P. XXXXX