No, no, I won’t ride in the limo.
I do not want to be any closer to you than I must be. I will help you make tough decisions, I will write my mother’s obituary in 40 words or less, I will go to the viewing, the service, and even the interment and be pleasant at all of it.
I will not ride in the limo.
To ride in the limo means that I would actually have to sit in the same enclosed space as you, breathe the same air as you, possibly touch you, and definitely smell you.
Simply put, I value not being in jail. And I would probably be arrested for assault. And I would owe the funeral home for cleaning the upholstery in the limo.
So I took half a day off work yesterday to help with plans for my mother’s funeral.
And, just as I was leaving work, I get a message that the meeting was cancelled by the funeral home.
The meeting was rescheduled for today at 9am.
I was not about to take off another day for this – especially not if it meant sitting in the same room as two of my brothers and my father.
So I get these texts that detail the plans: 2pm visitation, 3pm service, interment, reception
Okay. I can deal with this. Even if I wanted to avoid the whole graveside service thing at any cost, I can deal with it.
And then I get the text:
You will ride with us in limo from the nursing home.
First, thank you for inviting or asking me.
Second, from the nursing home? Do you mean the funeral home?
Third, um, NO. No, I have other transportation, thanks. No, I do not want to be trapped in a conveyance with you. No, I do not want to be separated from my children. No, this would not bring me comfort, make things easier on me, or help me or anyone else in any tangible way.
I already told the pastor that I need to be kept AWAY from my birth family. I do not need the opportunity to lash out at these people who would intentionally (and unintentionally) push my buttons, goad me, and keep me from being able to grieve in my own way. What I need is for my friends to be my human buffer zone, for them to intervene between me and my birth family, and for me to have the least interaction possible with them. Yes, I am an actress, but my performances top out after so long.
I wouldn’t want to make a scene, but I also don’t trust myself to be strong when I am emotionally overwrought.
So, no, thanks, I’ve got my own transportation already. I’m riding with my girls.