Usually, I can't shut up.
But as I am sadly writing a eulogy for my grandmother-in-law, I am FREAKING OUT.
Because I can't stop imagining standing on the altar at the funeral, and opening my mouth, and having NO WORDS COME OUT.
(like, losing-sleep freaking out)
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When I wrote my dad's eulogy, I had the minister read it. I knew I'd fall apart. I got to share my thoughts on the life of my father, but didn't faint, puke, break down, or freeze.
Oh honey :( Good luck! It might be better to follow Lori's advice...
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