Sad and Funny Day

[dizzyde]

Well, I had a very interesting day yesterday. I went to the funeral of a young man who had died on his 24th birthday of a drug overdose. It was terribly sad, but there were some twists that caught me off-guard.

It was predictably heart wrenching, but here comes the interesting part. His "wife" (I say that grudgingly because she had served him with divorce papers the day before he died, yet proceeded to act the part of the grieving widow at the funeral) insisted that a couple of songs be played at the funeral.

Bear in mind that she was in no way contributing to being financially responsible for the funeral. The first song was at the chapel and it was some horrific song basically denying the existence of God and talking about following him into the darkness. It was bad. I thought my dad was going to pass out he was sweating so much.

The next doosie, and here is were it gets kind of funny, is at the graveside. Probably one of the more surreal moments in my life to be standing in a cemetery with "Knocking on heavens door" blaring from the speakers.

As soon as the first notes start playing, the group of goth/tattooed/slightly scary looking people (the deceased was a tattoo artist) standing next to me all fall on each other other and start sobbing. (not to minimize their grief, it was just weird, based on the song)

Next, my totally sheltered mother turns around to me and whispers worriedly, "are they saying 'I'm not knockin on heavens door'", and I am trying to explain that it is "knock, knock, knockin", and really isn't about heaven at all, but drugs.

I'm trying to control my hysterical giggles at this point, and then my brother has to get up and say the final prayer, and I am just thinking, God bless him, better him than me.

Just thought I would share!