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I was just listening to the few Voice Posts I've made when it occured to me that I kind of sound like Kermit the Frog.

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I just got back from Ben's funeral. Due to traffic and missing a memo about it starting earlier that I'd been first told, I missed the open-casket bit, but... -shrugs- Not sure how 'ok' I would have been with that, anyways. It was a good funeral, all in all; there were a few people who said some words, and they were light-hearted and in keeping with the way Ben was. There was a lot about his height and his hugs, and his brother, 41, mentioned how he'd never really understood the Anime bit -- and then apologized to the room at large because easily 2/3rds of us there were friend Ben'd made at Cons. I didn't see Claire; I saw her mom, but couldn't find my voice before I'd lost my chance to say Hi. I also saw Kim, Teryn, and I think Heather, but they were already on their way out, so I didn't get a chance to say hi to them, either. But I saw a lot of people I recognized.

It reminded me that funerals really aren't for the person who died; they're for the rest of us that are left behind. I was OK through the whole funeral bit, though my emotions did rise. It didn't really get to me until I was in my car driving home by myself. Testament to my need for people, I guess.

Work in the morning. Life goes on.