My Lady of the Lantern

I am a freeze. Really! What do you do at a funeral where a group of family members are crying, wailing for the departed and how much he will be missed? Women come around and hug the family members. I freeze. At least one runny nose and sniffle runs through the general gathering. From me? Zilch. I feel bad, but no tears arrive. And I am the same person, who was sitting with the old man on Sunday (he died Monday night) morning, by his bedside when some emotion prompted me to have water in my eyes. I remembered November. It happens so often. I am just about to lose control when I regain it. I could have cried well had I been alone. But lately I have never been lonely on opportune times. Or when I have been alone, I have never really had the same emotions hitting me. Oh Well.. ^WiseGuy^