Y/N POV
I've went back and forth in my mind a million times trying to prepare myself for this day but I don't think I can handle it. The man who has been like a father to me is gone and I can't bring him back. On top of that my sorry ass girlfriend hasn't even been there for me at all. Lauren and Dinah have been a better support system than Jade has been.
All of the family met at my grandma's house and we rode in the family cars to the church. My grandpa always called Lauren and Dinah his granddaughters so they were gonna sit with the family. Lauren texted me saying that her and Dinah were already at the church. The closer we got to the church the sicker I began to feel. As we approached the church I could see that the parking lot was packed and the streets were lined with cars. A lot of people came out to pay their respects to my grandpa.
When the cars stopped in front of the church my heart rate started to increase. I got out of the car and helped my mom get out. Lauren and Dinah came up to me and gave me hugs. The family lined up and walked sonde the church. Inside the church was large crowd of people with their eyes focused on my family. At the altar I could see I big picture of my grandpa in his Navy uniform. Grandpa looked really handsome in his uniform. One by one members of my family went up to grandpa's casket to pay their respects. My mom broke down crying when she went up to the casket and that made me very emotional.
I walked up to my grandpa's casket and he looked peaceful. I know I said that I didn't want to lose my grandpa but I'd rather him but at peace and not have to suffer anymore.
I reached in my pocket and pulled out a baseball that my grandpa gave to me on my sixteenth birthday. I even autographed it just for grandpa. I placed it in the casket and said, "For my biggest fan. I'm gonna miss you grandpa."
I took my seat with the rest of my family and the service began. Everything about funerals makes me sick. The remarks, the eulogy, and all of the sad songs don't make it any better. I looked through the obituary and it was put together very nicely. There was even picture of grandpa and after my first varsity game, that was my favorite picture. But what irritated me the most is that someone put me down to give the final remarks. I could barely brush my teeth this morning without crying so there's no way that I can't speak in front of hundreds of people about my grandpa.
Dinah is the best singer in this town so my family asked her to sing His Eye Is On The Sparrow. That was my grandpa's favorite song. Dinah brought the church down with her powerful voice, it made me cry harder than I already was. After Dinah sang little Luke read a poem that he wrote about grandpa, he held it together but he cried at the end. The reverend preached a nice eulogy than it was my turn to go up.
"We will now have the final remakes coming from Brother Andrew's oldest granddaughter Y/N."
I got up and went to the podium. It took me a minute to get myself together because my eyes were focused on my grandpa's casket.
"Take your time baby." Mom said.
"On behalf of my family and I we would like to thank all of you for coming out. Seeing all of you here is a beautiful thing. Most of you have known me before I was born and one thing you probably say that I was grandpa's little girl. Whenever you saw my grandpa I wasn't too far behind him. Throughout my life my grandpa taught me a lot of valuable things. He taught me to believe in myself. He taught me how to throw a pretty nasty curveball. But most of all taught me that you should always take care of your family. I know that this is gonna be a difficult time for my family but if we stick together like grandpa taught us we'll be alright." I said.
