Death

I went to a burial today. I met the person once, over the summer while some family from England was visiting in NYC. She lived there and met up with us for brunch one day, but I only stayed for a little while and then went upstairs because I was anxious. I met her for less then 10 minutes, but when my mom came upstairs after the brunch she told me that the person adored me for just getting up and leaving when I got tired lol. She was supposed to come with us for Christmas dinner, but she died... I don't understand why I cried for hours over someone I only knew for. 10 minutes. I don't know what I'll do when my mom and grandma die. 

My mom got me a miami mint pen afterwards though.