Tomorrow is the funeral of DH’s aunt - his mother’s sister and the last of that generation. She was 92 and had a good death. She still lived in the house where DH and his sister were born and was their ‘home base’ for years during their childhood as they were a military family. In normal times we would have gone to the funeral but tomorrow we are logging in to a webcast of the funeral. It feels rather strange of course - I’ve printed a Do not disturb note to put on the front door but other than that, it’s all a bit disconcerting . I hope it goes well - they’re a lovely family ( there’s 3 adult children, DHs cousins) who welcomed me into their family so warmly. I sort of feel I should dress quite smartly and put shoes on. Does that sound a bit odd?
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