My wife's ashes will be delivered on Thursday from the RestoreLife.usa people.
They are supposed to bring an indication of where her organs went before Christmas, along with her death certificate.
It is still all surreal to me. I expect to wake one morning and find it is all a bad dream.
I sit around a lot the past few days (given some of the problems she had last year during the holidays), and think "Who knew this was the best it would ever be again?"
I dream of her a lot: conversations we had, conversations we wish we had; it's overpowering sometimes and prevents me from giving a fook.
But the grandkids...Grandkids did pretty well through Christmas, all things considered. My daughter and I kept them busy.
They check on me every night to be sure I'm okay and tell me they love me.
Please continue to keep my family in your prayers.
Edit: I don't have FB but apparently Restorelifeusa.org put the obit on their web page.
That was the hardest martha flockin thing I've ever had to write.