18 September 2013

18 September 2013

A Chapter by N.S. Jones

Dear Grandad,

We had your funeral today.  I still can't believe you're gone, though I think it's finally starting to slowly sink in.

The service was very beautiful.   I know that you're not very religious, but I think you would have approved of everything that Dad and Aunt Joan had organised for you.  The funeral director read a passage from the Bible's New Testament; 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18, according to the programme.  Then he continued with a summary of your life, which was followed by the Lord's Prayer.  Next he played a short playlist of songs which Dad and Aunty Joan selected, including some of your favourites, like Sukiyaki and Prisoner.

Granny was bawling her eyes out before hand; she calmed down somewhat before we went in, but she started up again when the playlist was being played.  I have to admit, my eyes weren't very dry either; I kept having to blink my tears away.  I was determined not to cry, even if I didn't really succeed, because I knew you wouldn't want me to.  Anyway, Dad was very solemn; not at all like how he usually is. And had his arm around her through the whole thing.

They cremated you like you wanted, but I drew a picture of a gravestone for you.  I hope you like it.




© 2014 N.S. Jones

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N.S. Jones
N.S. Jones

Oxfordshire, United Kingdom

I've been writing off and on since I was little, but never finished writing a story until I was in my late teens. I try to write something everyday, but it doesn't always happen. I love to read and wr.. more..