weather on Sunday did not help. We left in the middle of a pretty brutal
morning storm. We arrived in a few hours and got settled in to the routine
of preparing food. I took the kids to the wake and they did really well
with the coffin and saying goodbye to Uncle Bob. I'm still an outsider to
my wifes family. Not because I'm unlikeable but because they life all over.
Peoria, Atlanta, Indiana and other places. They know of me but most have
only met my in the major family functions. After that we had them over to
the house and fed them all. Country ham and potato salad. It almost seemed
like a country picnic, but the tension was there. We all had an obligation
to do the next day. I did not attend the funeral at all instead I decided
to hang out and play with the kids. After that we just packed up and went
home. It was a lot of driving for me on very short notice. The drive was
long after not spending a night in your own bed.
I often think of my own mortality and wonder what things I want done
(if any). I often joke about doing a Viking funeral and setting a boat a
flame and dropping it in to the lake. In truth I think I'll just be
cremated in simple attire. A plain pine box and wrapped in a white sheet.
Simple as I have lived. No headstone, no fancy box, no big magic show just
friends and family telling stories. I'll provide a bottle of Scotch and you
all tell a story about me. Remember me in life and at least one good thing
I did for you. If I was able to make you smile at least once then my job
was complete. .....
peace.
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