How It All Ended Up...
Apr. 1st, 2003 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarI decided to wear the pentacle....under my shirt.
I realized around 2am I didn't have a funeral-appropriate shirt that I could do that with.
I decided to wear it anyway and put some faith into my ability to mask things.
Eveything went as peachy as could a funeral be. The mass was a riot (From my non-Catholic poin of view anyway...more on that sometime later)
Went to the funeral home, then to mass. Then to cemtary. Then to eat. Then to Grandmom's house. I got a few pieces of jewelery, an antique purse that she had said several times she wanted to give to me, and a set of glasses and a pitcher that I had loved ever since I was little. So pretty...each glass and the pitcher is a different color of translucent pastel glass. The outside has a white web-like design all over. When I was little, we would visit once or twice a year and I would always stand in front of her china cabinet and look at these glasses and wish I was allowed to use them.
I realized around 2am I didn't have a funeral-appropriate shirt that I could do that with.
I decided to wear it anyway and put some faith into my ability to mask things.
Eveything went as peachy as could a funeral be. The mass was a riot (From my non-Catholic poin of view anyway...more on that sometime later)
Went to the funeral home, then to mass. Then to cemtary. Then to eat. Then to Grandmom's house. I got a few pieces of jewelery, an antique purse that she had said several times she wanted to give to me, and a set of glasses and a pitcher that I had loved ever since I was little. So pretty...each glass and the pitcher is a different color of translucent pastel glass. The outside has a white web-like design all over. When I was little, we would visit once or twice a year and I would always stand in front of her china cabinet and look at these glasses and wish I was allowed to use them.
