Peace

"What did you do this weekend Cj?" 
"Oh we buried my Dad."
"Um... didn't he pass away in January??" 

Yeah.. it's weird but that's exactly right. Dad was cremated and first mom wanted to wait until Spring when everything was in bloom and it was nicer. Then we experienced some creative differences on the head stone. So he's been hanging out at the funeral home in a vault and next thing you know it's November, the weather is iffy, and mom just wants to get it over with before the holidays to obtain a bit of closure. I think part of this whole scenario is that we were putting it off so we wouldn't have to relive all that over again.. but that was inevitable.

It was a nice, small gathering of friends and family on a cool morning. Grandma and Mom said a few words and told a few stories that made my sister and I both laugh and shed some tears. Hopefully now everyone can experience some peace, including Dad and he'll stop pulling pranks on us.