so i was running my usual route this morning, which takes me past a funeral home. today they were in a procession to the gravesite. i immediately flashed on my sister and i in the suburban last april as we drove to the cemetary with my grandma's coffin. the cemetary's on a major road (aren't they all in small towns?) and sits across the street from a menards and a target. people were just going on about their days..the absurdity, really, of watching these people just going in to buy some toilet paper and pens while we buried the matriarch of my family. kind of indescribable. and today i was that person--out for my daily jog, noticing the funeral flags on the car, wondering about the family.
its always startling when the tables turn.
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