so charles’ funeral was fun and exciting for a few minor reasons. i finally got to see my cousin who ive not seen in AGES. ive also now met her fiance who is a great guy. his bday is 2 days before mine so they might come down to the city for that which would be cool. i got to meet one of my baby cousins who is like 7 months and absolutely adorable. saw one of my favorite people in my family bc hes so fucking adorable. hes 70+, about 5ft, really really pale. he had childhood schizophrenia so he cant cope on his own but my god hes adorable. he told mom that he gets upset that noone says goodbye to him so r and i went over to say hi. he was so excited and started talking about his meal that he got(which was the same thing i got) and he was really happy to tell us how much he liked the mashed potatoes and whatnot. when z first met him, J was sitting in a chair that his feet didnt reach the floor so they were just swinging haha. i love it. but they live at the end of the subway line so i am going to have to eventually visit them….. oof

now other than that the rest was kind of funeralish. stood around talking to random family/family friends. make random stupid conversation about what i am doing and pretend that im a lot happier than i actually am. see the pitiful older relative try to vie for everyones attention and get more and more like a child for everytime she is ignored. i felt terrible bc they had a priest come and talk (charles was not a religious man). i thought he was really far to preachy/theatrical with everything he was saying but its because he doesnt know the man how can you eulogize him? remind me to get close to a priest when my life starts to dwindle so my family doesnt have to go through that.