The other day I removed Dad from my phone's contacts. Actually, I could have done it a year ago, or whenever it was that I realized calling him was just frustrating him, so I started writing him little notes instead. Every so often I still start to head down the greeting card aisle in the store to look for a card for him, then stop myself.
The inurnment ceremony was short but very nice. The "family priest" (cousin of Mom's) did a lovely job as always. He shared a memory of Dad. Father M was at Mom's bedside when she died and told us of Dad holding Mom's hand that last time. The Army also sent a bugler to play Taps (I think we all started "leaking" at the first note) and two NCOs to do the flag thing. Dad would have been so pleased and proud.
M&D have two side-by-side slots in a "quadruplex" at the columbarium. When the cemetery rep asked if we'd like to have the divider between their slots removed, we said "Yes, please!" It won't make any difference to them, of course, but we love the idea of their "dusty boxes" (as Sister3 christened them) side by side.
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