The funeral wasn't today. I didn't cry. A lot. Also I blew it when my dad and I had to play a trumpet duet for the special music in the service. It was so easy thinking about making it sound good, playing the right notes, staying in tune, thinking about Grandma and holding back tears. In fact, I would say that is the easiest song I've ever played because of all of that.
Now I'm going to stay up. Die in a fire and remember to ignore your love ones.