Cahill
Today is Genova Brewer's funeral. It's been three days since she took her own life.
The Brewer family has been mourning her continually, they're currently finding it difficult to accept the fact that she's dead.
They're in deep regret, over not reaching out to her more than they did. They blamed themselves for her death.
Mostly Mathilda.
She's become a shadow of herself lately. Lost the weight that she gained because she's starving herself.
We're all clad in black at the cemetery. Over a hundred people gathered today for the funeral.
Mathilda who is beside me has been blowing her nose into a hankie repeatedly and at the same time sobbing. She cried so much that I had no idea a person could cry as much as she did. She's still crying right now. Little Jaime looks at her in sadness and holds her hand, offering her comfort. And she lets him hold her. I admire the fact that she isn't taking her exasperation on our adopted son.
