letter from today

I had to go to a funeral home today. I went alone, and always I find this--funeral home visitations, going alone-- difficult. At the last moment I thought of a mutual acquaintance and thought we might go together, but really, it was too late, already during visitation hours. I thought of a lot of reasons not to go, I have a cold, it's cold outside, I don't want to go alone (I didn't know the deceased, but rather, a family member). Of course, I did go, I am glad I did, my visit was appreciated. My friend thanked me for coming and said sometimes she doesn't feel like a person, she's under a rock between work and family responsibilities. I told her she was a person. I said she should consider it official. I'm glad I went, today, to the funeral home, alone.