Today was the funeral, actually I just came from there. I didn't think it was going to be so hard to be there but I had to leave every few minutes for some air, the smell of Gardenia's was suffocating me. And when the tears came, I knew then how hard it would be. There were people there I had never met and they were all telling me "You're Robins niece? He thought so highly of you" which would set off a fresh batch of tears running down my face and the search for a kleenex box NOT in use. I don't think he looked peaceful at all, actually, I thought that he didn't look like my uncle Robin at all, and I know they do the best they can, but still. There were messages left by families who had benefited from some of my uncles organs like his corneas and other things. This is what the obituary said in the newspaper:

 

DORKEN, Robin Accidentally, Thursday, September 15, 2005 Robin James Dorken age 43. Beloved son of Udora and Raymond Dorken. Loving father of Geoffrey, Matthew and Jesse. Husband of Mary Lee Dorken. Dear brother of Randy (Janet) and Gary (Ann). Friends may pay respects at the Kelly Funeral Home, 3000 Woodroffe Avenue (south of Fallowfield) Monday after 11 a.m. Funeral Service Monday in the Chapel at 1 p.m. In Memoriam donations to the Salvation Army appreciated.

 

I am so sad, and so tired of the grief that I just want to sleep.

 

I'm out,

LB