My Cousins Funeral
Her funeral was awkward. The pastor would go on tangents regarding atheism as, my cousin was smart enough in life to not buy into the whole religion thing. He would stare at me and say “I know some of the people in this room might laugh at the idea of god but, that’s not what I’m here to discuss…” He repeated several variations of this throughout the eulogy, all while staring at my immediate family. The entire service was a disaster. Standing there with my cousin’s body, I recall thinking of how bad I felt for her. They cut off her hair for the autopsy and never bothered to do her makeup. I wanted to grab my eyeliner and at least give her the dignity of going out the way she lived. But, I digress. Our world is an ugly machine. We all get stuck in the rusted gears from time to time. Some of us walk away with scars. Some of us are left behind.