Gramdma's funeral service was...
well, nobody was really happy to be there, but it was very nice.
The tea, sucked, just like I thought it would, but I needed something to go with some cherry-coconut squares, which were basically half sugar and therefore delicious. It balanced out.
I remember during the elegy, my uncle said that Grandma knew the importance of a good cup of tea. From what I've heard, my Grandpa (who died before I was born) was also particular about his tea. I think I might have liked the lady that my Grandma was. I didn't really get to know that side of her.
Afterward, we went out for food and a drink. It was a very fitting thing to do for our family, I think. I had some tea while I was there too, but it was steeped a little too long, I think.
Goodbye Grandma. I hope you're happier now.