There’s just something odd about bringing a person’s ashes back home…

Dad came home today, in a very shiny pewter urn with the paperwork I needed for all the damned legalese meant to prevent greedy idiots from trying to take away all he built. The urn was heavy and bigger than I thought it would be, but nicely engraved with dad's name on it. In the … Continue reading There’s just something odd about bringing a person’s ashes back home…