Sad day

Went to work, of course. I put in for Monday off for the funeral. But all day I was so sad ... but really it was because I couldn't stop thinking about all the wonderful days in the past when my family was whole and all the people I loved, loved me back and were alive and well. So they should have made me happy since they were happy memories. I guess the knowledge that I won't see them again until I die myself is reason to be sad. I'm looking forward to when the sadness wears off and the memories will meka me happy again.