Your funeral mass is one of the hardest things for me to get through.
Emmett has to help me stand and kneel at all the appropriate times, and when it's time for Communion he practically has to carry me up to receive.
He, Edward and Alice all give your eulogy.
They had asked me at first if I wanted to speak, but I knew I couldn't.
They said so many things wonderful things about you.
Did you know how proud they were of you?
How lucky they feel to get to call you their brother?
Do you know how special being your wife makes me feel?
Did I do enough to make you feel special too?
All too quickly the mass is over, and now comes the part I'm dreading…the final goodbyes at the gravesite.