Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Possession of Urn
The Cardinal Funeral Home finally called me this morning letting me know that my aunt's ashes is ready to be picked up. I told the funeral home that I'll pick up the ashes tonight after work. I didn't think about it until leaving at work, that I'm going to have my aunt's ashes for 4 days and 5 nights at my house....so I started getting jittery about having it in my possession, let alone picking it up.
For those who don't know me, I've shied away from watching horror movies because I end up imagining things that are not there. It doesn't help that my brother and hubby feed into those weakness occasionally. I debated about delaying picking up the ashes, even called Wallace to ask for his opinion. In the end I picked up the urn.
As I was driving home, the smoke from the exhaust started to take form (see what I mean about my imagination going wild). At any case, I thought to myself, my Aunt Gloria would be sad, if she finds out that I got scared of having her ashes in my possession. I started feeling better about it and not being scared of it. After all, it is my aunt's ashes, neatly placed in a beautiful green marble urn. Oh boy is it heavy.
RIP my dear aunt.