I had to think about this for a second...

When was the last time I went to a funeral. It was actually in 2011, when I went to services for my third grade teacher and long-time principal of my old elementary school Bennett-Shedd School. That event was posted on my blog at that time. Even then it wasn't my intent to go to the funeral I wanted to attend the wake before the actual funeral.

Anyway this week I learned that my grandmother passed away and I opted not to go down South for the funeral.  I wasn't that close to her but her death still affected me and she was my last living grandparent. Thankfully she lived a long time! And that explains this tweet I posted on Tuesday:

the sinking feeling one gets in their gut is when they learn that they're grandmother passed away :( #fb
— Levois (@levois) May 30, 2012

My stated purpose as to why I don't want to go to her funeral is primarily I don't like funerals. Had a bit of a tough time with my dad's funeral years ago. Although I had attended some funerals since that time for relatives that have largely been a presence all my life this would be something that would be tough. Not sure I want to see my grandmother in a casket.

And now for the unbelievable feeling that Gurtine Burns Howard is gone!