I slipped the black silk dress up my body and slotted my arms into the sleeves as I brushed iris hair from the black gown, i pulled my hair up into a bun, I couldn’t stand to have it in my face... not today. I slipped on my gloss black heels before I looked up into the mirror. It been 4 years since I attended a funeral. I placed on my pink bracelet and Zita helped me put on my makeup.zita went down to the car and I stayed upstairs, sitting on my bed” ana... I’ll wait for you in the car with Mila and heath, Lucas is still down stairs” I listened to Zitas foot steps as she walked down the oak wood staircase. I held a photo frame in my hand, whipping the dust that had gathered on the glass... a tear struck the glass and shattered into droplets. -
I walked down stairs to see Lucas standing in my hall way looking into the mirror as he tried his best to do up is tie, it bought a needed smile to my face “you know, I’ve never had to wear a tie in my life” I said as I walked towards him and grabbed the tie from his hands “but I can do one better than you” I giggled as I tucked the magenta ribbon into his suit, he placed one hand on my shoulder and the other in my face as I looked up to him a tear brewing in my eye “you look amazing ana...” his face filled with delight as he rubbed my cheek gently and the tear that run down it” come on, let’s go” -
This was one funeral I never thought I’d have to attend... Auroras... -
Her parents found her shot dead at the bottom of their staircase , one bullet in the head, a look of shock and regret painted over her face... I can’t imagine how Audrey (Aurora mother) must have felt to see her baby girl like that... -
I hate myself ... the last thing I ever told her was to never come near me again... I never meant it... I loved her... we all loved her. No matter what she did, we loved her unconditionally -
As we watched them lower her into the ground I leant on Lucas for comfort... I feel safe in his arms... I could feel the tear and I let the tear fall... we all did, Lucas,zita,Mila... even heather ...this day never should have happened... yet here we are. Standing over Auroras grave.
“Why would we want to have ourselves pickled and stuck in the ground?” - definitely one of our all time favourite news quotes. 🥒💀 🥒💀 🥒💀 🥒💀 🥒💀 Go Canada 🇨🇦! Edmonton’s ”first green burial service started Aug. 1 at Rosehill Cemetery in southwest Edmonton, where they are selling about 750 plots in a one-acre site next to its traditional, sod-covered burial ground.”