this morning, like any morning, i turn up the dave and drive in my own little world. i notice things but those things never really stick with me. this morning however i noticed something and it has stuck with me. a truck with a digging type machine and a flatbed passed me by, on the flat bed was a rather ornate rectangular box. i didn’t think much of it until i pulled up behind it. the very ornate box was a crypt, or a really fancy box to put a coffin in. my first thought was “Really” followed closely by, “is there someone in there?” and shortly after that thought, i decided that cremation really has some things going for it. just think, you settle down to an eternal rest, or what you think will be eternal, but no, someone has different plans for you, load you up on a truck and drive you, unceremoniously, through town…again. what if the view isn’t as good as the first plot, what if your neighbors are loud? what if you are now in a flood plan, the big one comes and washes you down the river (don’t laugh it happens all the time).
another thought on the way into work was mothers day. i need to get a card for my mom and we told nick we would take him to get one for his mom, and kevins mom passed away a long time ago, but we may get a flower for her. he said he really doesn’t do anything for his step mom, but his dad remarried when kevin was an adult. the other day my friend asked me about mothers day and if there was anything the boys were doing, meaning for me. i responded with i really don’t know. there is no day for a person you live with who does everything mom like. maybe i should make it an unofficial holiday. again another thought!