I'll have to be there. But more and more I'm thinking I'll be turning away... or taking a walk. My father said he'd be there if anything happened and someone needed to do something. I never thought about the dead, open eyes... god... that's awful. I won't need to worry about seeing her being hauled off or pushed into the hole. I have a great friend that is staying for all of that and taking care of it for me. Making sure she is respected even after she's gone...