**Wake up San Francisco "The Funeral, Part 1"**
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**A/N I have never been to a funeral so I really don't know what they are
like, but this is how I think it would go.**
The church was quiet. All you could her was sniffles and people adjusting their clothes. And Jesse, he was miserable. He sat in the front row of the church slumped over with tears coming out of his eyes non-stop. He had always hated funerals. He had always found them boring, but this time it wasn't boring. This time was the worst day of his life. In fact the past week had been the worst week of his life. He had never felt so sad. Sure he had gone through losses. Like his grandfather and, his sister. He thought nothing could top the death of his sister, but this, this was almost worse.
DJ sat a few rows behind Jesse looking at a neatly typed piece of paper. This was what she was going to say about Becky. It was two typed pages. How could two pages sum up what Becky meant to her? She tried to keep her self from crying. She knew she would make a fool out of her self speaking in front of everyone, crying, crying like a big baby. DJ felt like punching herself. Was that all she could think about? Her self? Becky was dead! Becky would never get to talk again. Never cry, never laugh, never smile...and never get to see her two boys grow up.
Stephanie and Michelle were in the bathroom together. They didn't talk. They both stared at themselves in the mirror. To them, their black dresses had never looked so horrible. They wished more than anything that they weren't there. That they weren't wearing the black dresses...that Becky wasn't gone.
Danny sat in the car outside writing what he was going to say about Becky. He was still in shock after what had happened. He hadn't cried, not really. His eyes were tearing, but for some reason he couldn't cry. Maybe it was because when Pam died, all he did was cry. Day after day. The girls hated it. And every time he cried, they would cry. He couldn't stand to see his girls in pain any longer.
Joey was with the boys. He was trying to tell them what they were going to have to do. Nicky and Alex were going to close their mother's coffin. Joey was disgusted that the boys were going to have to do that. It was like saying, 'Ok mom your own two sons are gonna lock you in this box...forever.' He wasn't sure if the boys could handle it. All they had done was cry. They didn't know why no one was talking. They didn't know why their mom wasn't there. They didn't know why, they just didn't.
People were arriving. Most of them teary eyed and sad, some of them you could tell this was the last thing they felt like doing. Some of them didn't even seem to care. Soon the family all sat together. Most of them had papers in their hands for what they were going to say about Becky. Then, they brought out Becky. She was wearing a powder blue dress, that was her favorite color. That was the color of they boy's blankets when they came home from the hospital. Her eyes were shut and her lips were a soft pink. Jesse began to tremble as they put her in the coffin lined with soft blue silk.
"Look!" Alex exclaimed. "It's mommy!" Nicky added. "She is just sleeping! She's not gone!" They boys looked so happy. Joey had left out that one detail that mommy was sleeping, but she wasn't going to wake up. Joey took the boys over to the back of the church to explain. He knew it would break their hearts. Joey knew Jesse was the one who should be telling the boys this, but Jesse hadn't talked much since they got back from the hospital.
Soon, the funeral started. The priest had a voice that sounded sad, but bored. He gave a very long summery of Becky's life. A lot of people had tissue's out rubbing their eyes and blowing their noses. Then it was time for some people to speak. First it was Becky's mom and she was crying most of the time along with everyone else in the room. Funerals are so painful. Then Becky's brother talked. He didn't cry, but the expression on his face was sad and serious. Then it was DJ's turn.
She stepped up to the podium. She got goose bumps when she walked by Becky's lifeless body. Then she cleared her throat and started. "My name is Donna Joe Tanner, and Becky is my aunt," DJ started. Should she of said was? No, that would have sounded like she would never think about Becky again. "Becky was like a mom to me. I lost my mom when I was young. And right now I feel as much pain as I did when my mom passed away. Becky was so fun and full of life and adventure," DJ smiled. "I remember when she and my uncle Jesse when bungee jumping on live TV. She and my dad hosted Wake Up San Francisco. But, I almost wished neither of them were ever on that show," she gulped. "That was the show that killed her. Becky always helped me with my problems. When I was younger and Becky was just dating my uncle, it was hard having three men in the family living with three little girls. I remember my first broken heart," DJ smiled again. "My dad, Jesse and Joey told me the ugly duckling story, which wasn't such a good idea. Then Becky came up to talk to me. She told me I would have many more boyfriends, and I have. But she also made me state all my good qualities out loud. I remember how good that made me feel. She always knew the right thing to say. I also remember when she first moved in after marrying my uncle Jesse. We got in a fight. I actually made her lie to my dad so I could go meet a boy when I was supposed to be studying. I got mad at her when she told my dad. Then I learned Becky did the right thing," DJ decided not to read the whole rest of her speech. That almost summed it up. Instead, she just read the ending. "Becky was more than an aunt to me," DJ said, her eyes tearing. "She was my best friend. And no one will ever be able to replace her. She will stay in my heart forever."
Everyone was crying, but everyone was touched. Next Danny had a short little speech. He was afraid, like DJ, he would make everyone cry.
"Hello, my name is Danny Tanner and Becky is my brother in-laws wife," Danny started. "Becky was such a wonderful woman. She was a great mom, a great wife, and just a great friend. I was so shocked about what happened on Wake Up San Francisco, that I really haven't cried. I was also afraid to cry because when Pam died, all I did was cry. And everyone else saw me crying and then they all cried. Now I realize we are all going through the same pain and it is ok to cry. I remember when Jesse's grandfather died and Michelle didn't want to cry because she thought she would make her uncle sad. Then Jesse talked with her about not being afraid to feel sad and you will feel better if you share your emotions with your family," Danny was starting to cry but he had to finish. "We will all miss Becky so much, and you will never be forgotten in our hearts." Danny stepped down and when he sat down, he finally started to cry.
The room was quiet, Jesse was supposed to speak next. The priest stepped up to the podium. "Jesse Katstopilis?" He said into the microphone. Everyone looked around the church. Jesse was gone.
The church was quiet. All you could her was sniffles and people adjusting their clothes. And Jesse, he was miserable. He sat in the front row of the church slumped over with tears coming out of his eyes non-stop. He had always hated funerals. He had always found them boring, but this time it wasn't boring. This time was the worst day of his life. In fact the past week had been the worst week of his life. He had never felt so sad. Sure he had gone through losses. Like his grandfather and, his sister. He thought nothing could top the death of his sister, but this, this was almost worse.
DJ sat a few rows behind Jesse looking at a neatly typed piece of paper. This was what she was going to say about Becky. It was two typed pages. How could two pages sum up what Becky meant to her? She tried to keep her self from crying. She knew she would make a fool out of her self speaking in front of everyone, crying, crying like a big baby. DJ felt like punching herself. Was that all she could think about? Her self? Becky was dead! Becky would never get to talk again. Never cry, never laugh, never smile...and never get to see her two boys grow up.
Stephanie and Michelle were in the bathroom together. They didn't talk. They both stared at themselves in the mirror. To them, their black dresses had never looked so horrible. They wished more than anything that they weren't there. That they weren't wearing the black dresses...that Becky wasn't gone.
Danny sat in the car outside writing what he was going to say about Becky. He was still in shock after what had happened. He hadn't cried, not really. His eyes were tearing, but for some reason he couldn't cry. Maybe it was because when Pam died, all he did was cry. Day after day. The girls hated it. And every time he cried, they would cry. He couldn't stand to see his girls in pain any longer.
Joey was with the boys. He was trying to tell them what they were going to have to do. Nicky and Alex were going to close their mother's coffin. Joey was disgusted that the boys were going to have to do that. It was like saying, 'Ok mom your own two sons are gonna lock you in this box...forever.' He wasn't sure if the boys could handle it. All they had done was cry. They didn't know why no one was talking. They didn't know why their mom wasn't there. They didn't know why, they just didn't.
People were arriving. Most of them teary eyed and sad, some of them you could tell this was the last thing they felt like doing. Some of them didn't even seem to care. Soon the family all sat together. Most of them had papers in their hands for what they were going to say about Becky. Then, they brought out Becky. She was wearing a powder blue dress, that was her favorite color. That was the color of they boy's blankets when they came home from the hospital. Her eyes were shut and her lips were a soft pink. Jesse began to tremble as they put her in the coffin lined with soft blue silk.
"Look!" Alex exclaimed. "It's mommy!" Nicky added. "She is just sleeping! She's not gone!" They boys looked so happy. Joey had left out that one detail that mommy was sleeping, but she wasn't going to wake up. Joey took the boys over to the back of the church to explain. He knew it would break their hearts. Joey knew Jesse was the one who should be telling the boys this, but Jesse hadn't talked much since they got back from the hospital.
Soon, the funeral started. The priest had a voice that sounded sad, but bored. He gave a very long summery of Becky's life. A lot of people had tissue's out rubbing their eyes and blowing their noses. Then it was time for some people to speak. First it was Becky's mom and she was crying most of the time along with everyone else in the room. Funerals are so painful. Then Becky's brother talked. He didn't cry, but the expression on his face was sad and serious. Then it was DJ's turn.
She stepped up to the podium. She got goose bumps when she walked by Becky's lifeless body. Then she cleared her throat and started. "My name is Donna Joe Tanner, and Becky is my aunt," DJ started. Should she of said was? No, that would have sounded like she would never think about Becky again. "Becky was like a mom to me. I lost my mom when I was young. And right now I feel as much pain as I did when my mom passed away. Becky was so fun and full of life and adventure," DJ smiled. "I remember when she and my uncle Jesse when bungee jumping on live TV. She and my dad hosted Wake Up San Francisco. But, I almost wished neither of them were ever on that show," she gulped. "That was the show that killed her. Becky always helped me with my problems. When I was younger and Becky was just dating my uncle, it was hard having three men in the family living with three little girls. I remember my first broken heart," DJ smiled again. "My dad, Jesse and Joey told me the ugly duckling story, which wasn't such a good idea. Then Becky came up to talk to me. She told me I would have many more boyfriends, and I have. But she also made me state all my good qualities out loud. I remember how good that made me feel. She always knew the right thing to say. I also remember when she first moved in after marrying my uncle Jesse. We got in a fight. I actually made her lie to my dad so I could go meet a boy when I was supposed to be studying. I got mad at her when she told my dad. Then I learned Becky did the right thing," DJ decided not to read the whole rest of her speech. That almost summed it up. Instead, she just read the ending. "Becky was more than an aunt to me," DJ said, her eyes tearing. "She was my best friend. And no one will ever be able to replace her. She will stay in my heart forever."
Everyone was crying, but everyone was touched. Next Danny had a short little speech. He was afraid, like DJ, he would make everyone cry.
"Hello, my name is Danny Tanner and Becky is my brother in-laws wife," Danny started. "Becky was such a wonderful woman. She was a great mom, a great wife, and just a great friend. I was so shocked about what happened on Wake Up San Francisco, that I really haven't cried. I was also afraid to cry because when Pam died, all I did was cry. And everyone else saw me crying and then they all cried. Now I realize we are all going through the same pain and it is ok to cry. I remember when Jesse's grandfather died and Michelle didn't want to cry because she thought she would make her uncle sad. Then Jesse talked with her about not being afraid to feel sad and you will feel better if you share your emotions with your family," Danny was starting to cry but he had to finish. "We will all miss Becky so much, and you will never be forgotten in our hearts." Danny stepped down and when he sat down, he finally started to cry.
The room was quiet, Jesse was supposed to speak next. The priest stepped up to the podium. "Jesse Katstopilis?" He said into the microphone. Everyone looked around the church. Jesse was gone.