This is the day before.
Pádraig had a great breakfast this morning with his two visitors from Dublin, with lots of chat and good humoured laughter. When they left, I did a bit of work and then left myself to collect our daughters on the way to my sister’s where we will be staying tonight.
We’re going to bed early and will be driving to the cementary through the early morning rush hour. Because the funeral will be early, the mass will take place afterwards in Nordkirchen. We’ll then have soup and sandwiches. – It’s all quite different from what a funeral in Ireland would be like.
I wonder what the day and the day after will be like.
From the obituary in our local paper I know that your mum has been buried in Dortmund this morning, not very far from where I live. My thoughts have been with you all day.
What I find striking: Instead of flowers at her grave she would love a donation for Caring for Pádraig. Maybe many of us could fulfill her last wish for her grandson.
What would a funeral in Ireland be like?
besos y abrazos, hoy no me salen las palabras