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I’m so sorry for Mr. Botham Jean and his family.

15 hours isn’t great, but not ‘forget where I live’ bad.

I’ve been wondering why we’re suddenly not hearing about those witnesses any longer.

They gave her all weekend to cook up this story. Friday multiple witnesses were saying she was heard pounding on the door to open up and her keys were still in the front door lock after they wheeled Jean out.

Why did she have to go back outside to check the apt #? Did she not notice that the interior was different from her place?

Not buying it. There’s more to this story.

Please, I imagined old white conservatives watching him speak from home and catching the spirit over it for the first time in their lives.

If shade could kill!

‘Cause she Aretha. NEXT.

This. The comments in the local dailies were what you’d expect. “Why does she get three/four days for a funeral?”, “Who does she think she is?”

First of all, I am so sorry for the loss of your mother. Just the thought breaks my heart for you. But then to have to go through all of that foolishness?! TUH!
I lost my daddy in 2016 and one of his sisters told us, me and my two half-sisters, to do it the way we wanted to do it because we were his children. I’m so

This. I planned much of my brother’s, and things can get away from you quickly if you allow it. For things like things, you have to only have one chef in the kitchen at the end of the day, or it turns into an utter mess, or at least somone with the authority to direct the mess.

When my grandmother passed away in Florida, my uncle who lived with her couldn’t speak, he just couldn’t. My mom gave a lovely eulogy where she was able to talk about her stepmom’s wonderful heart and loving spirit and she asked for me to read a poem. I don’t remember much about that day it was really difficult but

Implying any of them watched this.

Yep, My great uncle was eulogized by a “friend” from the Salvation Army.

Not a eulogy, per se, but I once saw a guy get up to make a witness statement at the sentencing of a boy who’d killed a young woman while driving drunk. He started out “I was born” and meandered through his own youth for about five minutes until an elderly great-aunt of the victim stood up and snapped “This isn’t

Never thought of how tricky funeral planning could be until my mother died.

AMEN.

The only people who should be allowed to meander a bit in their eulogies are small grandchildren.

Question, as I have not paid much attention to her funeral: