HOW INCONVIENT

I'm sitting here in New York's LaGuardia airport waiting for my connecting flight to West Palm Beach after spending a very emotional weekend with my longest and closest friend Glo who's wonderful husband passed away a week ago. I had to be here with her and would not have missed this time in Portland Maine for all the world. Glo and John were the kind of people that EVERYONE loved. To know them was to love them and this was made evident by the outpouring of love on Friday night when what seemed like hundreds of people arrived at the funeral home to extend their sympathy to Gloria and her beautiful family. It was a rough but joyous weekend with so many people coming together to share so many memories and stories. We laughed and cried and celebrated a wonderful man gone way too soon.

Now as I'm sitting here waiting for my flight home, still an emotional mess breaking into tears at the drop of a hat, there is a man sitting across from me talking on his cell phone, top of his voice as only the most obnoxious New Yorkers can do, complaining to the person on the other end of the phone that "This funeral is coming at THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME!".  Apparently someone has thoughtlessly died without consulting this fellow and scheduling it 3 weeks in advance. How very RUDE of them !  The man was saying that if the funeral was on the weekend it would have been so much better but Wednesday and Thursday is just too difficult to work into his busy life.

I hope the Good Lord will give this man plenty of advanced notice before his demise so he can arrange his busy calendar to accommodate his own death. What a JERK !  And he didn't even realize what he was saying or how stupid it sounded to anyone listening. How sad.