I went to my great aunts funeral today. I didn't kmow her very well at all but went for my grandparents, when she was being buried my nan was in floods of tears. I've never seen her cry and I felt really terrible and I burst into tears myself, lucky my boyfriend was there for support and he wrapped his arms around me and comforted me as best he could for which I'm greatful. But now out of all of his siblings my grandads the last one left and he's 80. I'm really, scared my grandad will go too. 