In the year of 2002, on the date September 18, my nana died due to colon cancer. I was only five years old when she passed away and did not understand that never again would I be able to sit on …show more content…
My mom, sister, nephew, boyfriend, and I all attended the funeral. When we entered the funeral home, there were three poster boards set up with all kinds of pictures of Grandma Marge and others. Next to all of the pictures were some of her family members greeting the guests who attended. After we talked to her family, we proceeded to the front of the funeral home to say our goodbyes to her. Seeing Grandma Marge in the coffin was very hard for me because she looked so full of life like she was not even dead, but she was. Her hair was very curly, her nails painted, and she was wearing her usual pants and floral shirt. Everyone who I was with, including me was crying, so we quickly sat down again to wait for the service part of the funeral. During the service the priest asked the guests to share what kind of person they believed Grandma Marge to be. Responses from people were along the lines of her being a good stepmom and step grandmother, always understanding and considerate. The service ended and she was brought to the cemetery, near Wildwood Baseball park, for burial. It was very hard for me to attend the funeral but I managed to get through the difficult