Burial

I just got back from San Francisco after attending my grandfather's funeral and burial yesterday.  It was a solemn event and there was lots of crying and remembrance.  It was tough, it was painful, I saw sides of my relative that I had never seen before.  I saw my mom and my aunts cry, and I saw my grandmother broke down into a sobbing mess.  I could not even begin the pain that she was feeling.  The feeling of loss and despair, losing someone who you have loved for an entire lifetime, to wake up the next day without their warmth and comfort that you have felt for decades, was unimaginable.  Eventually I broke down and started crying too.  What surprised me was that none of my cousins were crying.  Aside from my little brother, I was crying the hardest out of the people of my age group.  When I go to forums like INTJforums.com, I sometimes read about funerals and how various INTJ posters were afraid that they wouldn't cry and yet I was bawling my eyes out.  Maybe I'm not an INTJ, maybe they're the ones that are different, perhaps I'm more human than I thought.