Lainy and David arrive stumbling with exhaustion. It is David's first plane ride and he now has the family disease (addiction to flight). We all eat breakfast together and send them off to sleep at the motel. Kelsey and I head back to figure out how to get information out of the Mac. I need to draw cash from my deferred compensation account so I can pay expenses. I must fill out the forms and go downtown to the school district to get a countersign and then mail it off. I still have the flowers to settle on And,of course, more people to talk with and reach by email. And by now, start reading incoming emails.- so touching and such a comfort.Never again underestimate shared loss. The printer decides that it will not live any longer. I find a copy to copy and go off to get that done and then Benj, his family and I drive downtown to do this.errand. Once we are finished with the school district part we try to find a post office and only see the cold, unfriendly facade of the new IRS building. I wonder if the designer and one who let the contract had strong sense of humor. I hope so. we use the GPS and find a post office in Kansas but still within the deadline for its last delivery. we also find a hispanic restaurant and have a margarita (wonderful!). And a little quiet time, still better. Zach wonders why cremation and I tell him that is what my family has done for generations and I felt quite strongly about using so much of the earth for cemetaries which is a waste to me. I had convinced his Papa of this notion and we felt that the church garden was a great choice. It seemed to be an adequate answer, but I must touch back with him to see.
When I get home I consider what I am to wear Wednesday. . I quickly decide that I don't want something new. I don't want something in my closet that was for Ben's funeral. I will wear what I had for the bishop's consecreation earlier in the month. That was a happier initial wearing. Otherwise I see myself wanting to remove my clothes as the end of the day and quietly setting them afire..
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