I had to go to my brother's funeral a couple of days ago, the brother I loved and grew up with, the brother who was only 34 and who died of bowel cancer.
It was an absolutely wonderful service, with over 100 people and the celebrant read my reading and tribute out to him amazingly. He also read my dad's eulogy in such a touching way too.
I nearly cracked up when they were bringing out the coffin though, and then when we had to follow it into the service.
It's so so unfair and sometimes I truly despise how bloody crap life is at times. Stupid stupid cancer! Why did my brother have to get it...?! 😥😢