The following morning I woke up and was instantly nervous. I am not sure what came over me, but it felt weird. I guess it is because I was going to have to speak at my father’s memorial service today. We decided before he passed that I would be the master of ceremonies for the service. He said that since I was the oldest and had the most public speaking experience out of all of his children, it would be the best case scenario. The service was to begin at eleven o’clock today and last until two o’clock. That was for two hours for the pack to come forward and say their condolences and then an hour for the actual service.
I got up and decided to throw on a simple t-shirt and denim shorts until it was time to get ready for the service. Will followed my lead and threw on some basketball short
