Talk:Tanks for the Memories/@comment-974403-20150426091310/@comment-24908786-20150426122651

You should have seen me when it came to losing my maternal grandmother and uncle/godfather. I was an emotional wreck. I somehow could not bear to see my grandma lying in rest until before the liturgy, then I collapsed into grief at how she was truly gone and had to accept God's decision.

My uncle was different as I could not bear to look at him at all due to the injuries his body sustained from the car crash. He was disfigured on one side, so I chose to stay out in the car until it was time to go to the cemetery for internment, and even then, I stayed in the limousine as he was buried. At least everyone shared a good laugh when my mom played the University of Michigan Wolverine fight song in my uncle's honor. That cheered me up somewhat and help get through the grief.

So I kind of feel for Rainbow Dash and the grief she went through in letting Tank go so he could hibernate for the winter.