Today I carried my first coffin.
Today I said a final goodbye to the first of my two grandmothers.
There was a great turnout for the funeral. Lovely to see so many members of the family who I so rarely encounter. As my gran requested, there was nothing overboard or ostentatious. Just a nice church service, a few words from a minister and a pleasant late lunch for the 60-or-so who turned up.
I overheard my little cousin asking her mum, “Is that granny gone now?”
Yes, Louise. She is. And the world’s that little bit less bright as a result.