Today was the funeral

Really long post ahead, first I'm going to reassure you all that I'm alright now.
I was miserable on Tuesday but have been getting better since. Rather then letting yourself catch the remainder of my bad mood, don't worry it's okay and things will get better. You probably never met me or the person I'm talking about. Feel free to joke and laugh, it won't hurt me at all.
(I really do mean that, it's how my dad deals with upsetting situations, it's how the lady who died dealt with them too. So if you wanna joke and be happy here, go right ahead)

There was a fire at the animal shelter I work at, half the animals died and the owner, a 75 year old lady, died trying to save them. She kept going back into the building to bring out another puppy, and it cost her her life.
The lady was an important figure in our community and I knew her and had a lot of respect for her. Whenever I needed help she was there, and from what I gather she was like that to everyone. There are a lot of people who will miss her.
Half the animals there died, none of the cats they had for adoption made it out. Several dogs were taken to the vet for their burns and smoke inhalation. I knew many of these animals by name. I was happy to find out though that adoptions had gone alright the past week and a few animals I thought had died had already been brought home before the fire started.

On tuesday I heard the news, it was on the radio, all over my facebook feed, it was everywhere and I kept looking at it trying to figure things out.

On wednesday I went to the shelter to help out. All the surviving animals had already been moved to different locations and they were now taking apart the outdoor kennels and cleaning everything.
It was weird, seeing the place like that. The kennels empty, the main building completely destroyed and the owner gone. I stayed for three and a half hours working and then I went home. The funeral arrangements were announced and it was open to the public.

On Thursday I was alright again. Though I couldn't make a decision of whether or not to go to the funeral, I felt like I was moving on.

Today was the funeral, and I didn't go. I feel like I might regret it sometime in the future, but I made my choice. I will go to the candle light vigil they're holding at the shelter though. It's a few hours from now so I'll have to get ready soon.


So I'm making this blog to talk about it for a moment. Blogs are easy to delete so if this bothers anyone I can easily remove it myself.