Death is hard to talk about. It's scary, awkward and uncomfortable. I know. But, if someone close to you is dealing with losing someone, please, get over yourself. They will never remember how awkward it was. They will only remember that you were there.
I will never forget how appallingly I was treated by my friends after my mom died. I know we were only 16, but even teenagers should know common human decency. My sister, who was 22 at the time, had friends driving and flying in from all over the country, and I couldn't even get anyone in the same zip code to return my phone calls.
Thank you to the two friends who did attend my mom's funeral. It was too hard for me to talk to you, but I still remember it, and it meant a lot to me.
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