I thought that the worst day of my life was a few months ago when my boyfriend Connor and I broke up. But I was so wrong. Because the worst day of my life was three days ago, no doubt about it. My mom who was fighting breast cancer for the past two months passed away. She was my best friend, and losing her was so much harder than I could have ever imagined. Today is her wake, tomorrow we're burying her, so I have to say my final goodbyes once and for all.
My heart ached as I pulled my black dress over my head, and I put on the ring that my mom had given me when I graduated from high school last year. I hadn't stopped crying since I received the news, and I'm not sure if I ever will stop. My dad and I had to go to the funeral parlor before everyone else so that we could have our own time with mom before everyone else arrived.
We left shortly after I was done getting ready, and we were both silent on the ride over. It's just the two of us now, and my dad and I were never as close as me and my mom, but now everything is going to change. When we got there, my stomach was flipping and butterflies were flying all around. I couldn't step into the funeral parlor for a solid 5 minutes, I was nearly having a panic attack but my dad calmed me down before we both walked in together.
After both taking our turns to say goodbye, for now, we stepped aside and waited with the rest of our close family members and waited for people to start arriving.
I didn't expect so many people to show up, but as soon as it turned to 7:00 pm, people arrived and began forming a line that extended outside of the door. I was overwhelmed by the number of people that there were, both because there were just so many people, but mainly because I realized how many people my mom actually knew and had some sort of impact on. She was a teacher at a local high school, so many of her students and their parents showed up.
After each person said their prayers or goodbyes to my mom, they came over to me and my dad to pay their respects, trying to lighten the mood and make us feel better, but nothing could mend our broken hearts right now. So many of my extended family members showed up, traveling from near and far, and they all planned to be at the funeral tomorrow.
I was in the middle of talking to the parent of a student my mom had when I looked over her shoulder and saw Connor knelt down in from of my mom's casket, his back facing me. My heart stopped. I hadn't seen him since we broke up, it wasn't exactly a civil breakup, so seeing him now had me feeling all types of ways. I was mostly touched though that he decided to come, regardless of our current relationship. I focused my attention back on the woman I was talking to, pretending I hadn't seen him, and I waited to see if he would come over to pay his respects or not. When he got up from his kneeling position and headed towards us though, I wondered why I even questioned it because he was always so respectful and kind. The woman explained, once more, how sorry she was before she left with her son and Connor took her place in front of me.
"Irene, Sir," he said to both my dad and I. "I'm so sorry for your loss, I'm at a loss for words. I didn't ever expect this, I didn't even know she was ill. That's beside the point though. If there's anything I can do for either of you, please just reach out to me and let me know."
My dad reached out and shook his hand, "Thank you, it's good to see you. Thanks for coming after everything you two have been through." he said.
I looked at my dad with wide eyes, as if I was asking him why he said that at all. Connor simply nodded though, "Of course, sir. I wouldn't have missed this ever, your wife was always so kind."
My dad formed a small smile, "Yeah, she was. She treated you like the son she never had, I'm glad you were apart of her life."
I stayed silent on the side, waiting to see if Connor would even really acknowledge me any further but I was awfully surprised when he did turn to me, "Irene, can I just talk to you separately?"
I simply nodded and followed him as he directed us both towards a private corner that was away from everyone else entirely. I stopped when he stopped, and he turned to look at me. "Listen, Irene, I'm sorry for showing up on a day like today, especially if you're still mad at me. I just wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't come and pay my respects, I knew your mom for such a long time and I was devastated when I heard the news. But I'm sorry for showing up unannounced, I hope it was okay that I did." he said.
I couldn't say anything, I was so overwhelmed by everything. I just felt myself getting emotional hearing how much he cared about my mom, and how much he was considering my emotions. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck, and he responded by pulling me even closer to him. I cried into his shoulder, and he comforted me the best that he could. "Thank you for coming, she really did love you. I really did need someone like you today." I cried.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere, I'm here for you," he said. He held me close, rocking me back and forth ever so slightly, and I felt safe for the first time in a while.
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