Urgh, hubby and I have to stay at a buddy’s house for a night tonight! My neighbor on the third floor has passed on and his funeral will be held right in front of my house.
I am always scared of the sight of funeral and its procession, so it’s better for me to leave the house for a day or two.
It’s for sure that hubby and I will be leaving the house in half any hour’s time before the ceremony for celebrating, sanctifying, or remembering the life of a deceased person begins.
On the way to the buddy’s house, we will stop at a shopping mall for some toys for our friend’s kids.
It’s my hope the funeral ends tomorrow so that I can be back to my own home to sleep.