My Mother's Funeral

We had the funeral yesterday (Saturday) and everything went fine. I managed to keep my composure (this is very important to me--I dislike most public displays of emotion). My youngest uncle was very upset. His brother had told him to stand by my grandmother in case she needed support, but in the end she was the one supporting him. The church was packed; I was happy to see so many people there to remember my mother. She was buried in the same cemetery as her father, though the graves aren't as close my grandmother would have liked. After the funeral we visted my father's aunt who had arranged a get together and then went back to my grandmother's. All-in-all, I think that everything went as well as could be expected.