You just don't know...

So I am sitting here waiting for John to get home a little early so we can go pick Delanie up from the funeral home.  I am wearing some yoga pants and a loose t-shirt with a pony tail I am thinking weird stuff.  Do you get dressed up to pick up your child's ashes?  Am I under dressed?  Should I change?  When really I know they are just going to want me out of there so that they can go home to their families because they will be closing soon.  Dustin is going with us too do I dress him up?  I don't think I am going to it's just thoughts that go thru your head in a situation there is no moral thing on or what to expect on anywhere.  I am scared and feel odd and out of place hoping it all is over in a way soon.  I hope everything is not horribly bad when I pick her up emotion wise knowing that my baby is in a little box I know will be hard.  But hopefully with my husband there it won't be so bad.