Goodbye, Kurt Hummel| Week 3: Favorite solo ↳ On the day of my mom’s funeral, as they were lowering her body into the ground, I was crying. I mean, that was it. That was the last time I was ever gonna see her. I remember I looked up at my dad, and I just wanted him to say something to me, something to make me feel like my whole world wasn’t coming to an end. And he just took my hand and squeezed it. And just knowing that those hands were there to take care of me, that was enough..