Hello guys welcome and happy weekend to you all, I must say I had an interesting day today starting from from me weaking up and doing my house choice before leaving for the burial of my choir masters dad. We were told to be in church by 8:30am and by 9:00am the bus we booked will move to the burial destination which is happening in another community.
I rushed out of home by 8:25am thinking I was already late but on getting there I only meet two people there and that really got me upset because I didn't eat properly before leaving home. I was sitting outside waiting for others to come and some minutes later some people arrived and where asking if the bus has arrived and I said no and they were complaining that they thought they were already late and because of that they couldn't do much before leaving home.
Today's weather was very cold and it was just entering my body because I was sitting outside and am putting on a light and short gown so I brought out my jacket on put it on. An hour later the bus arrived around 9:30am and we all about to board in when an elderly woman was saying we the young ones she go to the back while they site in the front.
I got from the bus told them I won't be going if that is the case because am allergic to fuel and if I should site at the back I will throw up because I won't be getting fresh air. In the process of talking my sister arrived and told them to allow me site at the front other wise I will throw up through out the journey, they agreed and allowed me to sit in the front before we left.
The journey is just a 45 minutes drive to the community so when we go the burial has not even started yet so we have to sit down and wait. Some minutes later the corpse arrived the man's children that came with it were crying. Their cry touch everyone and we all got emotional but I tried as much as possible to hold back my tires.
The body of the man who happens to be a pastor to one of my chruch region was placed in front of our canopy tent and that really made me uncomfortable because I was scared.
After the burial service has started properly my pastor was called upon to come and give some words of God before the children will be asked to come and talk about their father.
While my pastor was preaching I started feeling some stomach upset which made me uncomfortable but I just decided to wait till I get home before I can use the restroom. After the message the children were asked to come and talk to their dad which they did and were crying in the process.
After they finished talking it was announced that it's time to burie him but the place is a bit far so anyone that does not have a means of transportation should just sit and wait for them to burie him and come back to conclude the ceremony. I couldn't go because I was press Soni stayed back and some minutes later my sister said she wants to go home because she has another party to attend too.
And so I decided to fellow her because I couldn't hold myself but her friend came and told her to wait till they return from buriaing the man. So my sister asked me to look for where to use the restroom and so I went to beg a particular women and she allowed me use her restroom. I went back to the ceremony and sat down for a while before my sister finally decided to go home and I fellowed her because I was stressed out.
We got home around 2:00pm and I just freshen up and took a nap so I can rest and the weather was even favourably as well. Later in the day I went out to take a strole and also buy something to eat because I haven't eaten anything all day and I wasn't hungry either but I just have to eat.
I haven't been to any burial in years because I don't like the emotional trauma that happens there. This is the second burial I have attended in my life, the first one was in 2013 and that was my grand's father own so since then I haven't attended any except today and I won't say I regreted it though because it's an experience we must all face one day. So guys thank you all for stopping by and I wish you all a fun weekend ahead.
