A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to the Funeral
by Marnie Pehrson On August 2nd, my grandmother passed away after 9 years in a nursing home with advanced Alzheimer's. Her passing brought back fond memories, and actually was seen by her family as a joyful occasion to celebrate her freedom from the chains of her earthly body and mind. On August 4th we attended her funeral. It was a lovely funeral -- at least what I saw of it. I think if my Granny was watching, she would have gotten a lot of really good laughs... Greg (my husband) was a pallbearer and was riding in the van for the pallbearers, so they had my kids and me get in a limousine. They loaded up all the cars, but no one ever came to drive ours. They started motioning people on until finally they were all gone but mine. I was just sitting there with the baby on my lap and Jillian (2 years old), Caleb (9 years) and Joshua (7 years) in the back seat -- no driver. Finally after me waving at him for what seemed like eons, this man came over to ask me who was driving my car. I said, ''I don't have a clue.'' They hurried up and put this poor old man into my car to drive. I found out later he had worked with my Granny at American Uniform so that tells you how old he was (she would have been 89 next month). He couldn't even get the car into gear. He just kept fumbling around with the steering wheel and every knob he could find. The car started coasting over toward the building. He even popped the hood while fumbling all around the steering wheel trying to get the car to go. I was sitting there thinking, ''Man, I'm going to miss the funeral procession, and we'll be lucky if we even make it there alive with this poor old senile man driving.'' Finally, he got the car in gear and drove like a madman to catch up with the procession. We had to drive for about 40 minutes into the country to this old family cemetery. About half-way there, the limousine started dinging and flashing messages on the dash that read, "Low Fuel Levels." I spent the remaining 20 minutes praying that the car wouldn't run out of gas. I was sure this poor old man wouldn't know the way if we got left behind, and we were the last car in the procession, so no one would ever see that we were missing. We evidently weren't the only ones having trouble... my cousin's husband was driving the hearse and even took a wrong turn down a dead end street along the way. Meanwhile in the back seat of our car... Josh was doing his usual subtle picking at Jillian that makes her absolutely bonkers. She was whining and jumping all over the back seat like a monkey and kicking Josh and the back of the driver's seat. At one point, she had slipped all the way down until the seatbelt was around her neck. She had been wild the whole day. During the funeral itself, I had to take her and Nathan (the baby) out because they were fighting over the LifeSavers that I was shoving into Jillie's mouth as fast as I could to keep her quiet. I guess I gave her too many because she started yelling, ''I WANNA DRINK!'' I could tell she was on the verge of one of her hissy fits. So, totally embarrassed, I lugged one in each arm, down the endless isle and out the back door. Needless to say, I never got the chance to be sad. And I'm positive my Granny wasn't either. Written by:
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, Ringgold, GA, USA Marnie L. Pehrson is an Internet Strategist and writer who helps professionals and consultants fulfill the 3 Keys to Online Success: Building Credibility and Trust, Marketing Consistently, and Offering Fresh, Informative Content. Her sites include http://www.ideamarketers.com, and http://www.pwgroup.com.
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