I found out on Friday that my Uncle passed away...He wasn't blood related to me, but I've known him pretty much ever since I was born.
Today is his viewing...
I don't really know what happens in the viewing, since I've never been to one before. The way my mom described it, it was basically a viewing of my uncle, for people to say their goodbyes.
I don't really know what to expect. When I found out on Friday I was devastated. I didn't know what to do. Only think I did do was cry. Rizal was there to comfort me, which helped me out a lot. We had a pep band game that night, and my mom told me I shouldn't go since I was so sad, but I went anyway. I thought I was going to be okay, but when we got there I couldn't help but start crying again. I cried for about 15-20 mins, and I let it all out.
I realized that night, that when you're friends with the right people, they can make everything better. Even people that didn't know what happened comforted me. It was nice. And I am grateful for that. I remember Lizzie coming up to me asking if I was okay, and I told her what happened, and I remember her saying that she didn't really know what to say, and even though she didn't know what to say that was perfectly fine because I knew that If I needed her she would be there for me.
I only told a handful of people for the fact that:
- I didn't think I could bring it up without crying.
- I didn't wanna seem like an attention whore. (Like somebody)
- I didn't think it was something everyone needed to know.
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