Thoughts

I got a quote on how much it will cost to have the engraving done on the headstone where my grandmother and father are buried. The first phone call was harder then I thought; the first call was to the cemetery department for the town and I needed to find out the exact location of the grave plot. I think when I was telling people about my father's passing it was so close to when he died that, well, it wasn't that difficult to do; it was just sort of what I was doing in my life at that point. This was different, when the person on the other end picked up the phone and gave her greeting I just sat for what felt like an age just not saying anything. It only lasted a moment; then I went ahead. Calling the monument company was somehow not as hard until I had to say my father's name aloud; but I got past that also.

It can be hard to find ourselves when we become lost; I think the reason is we are caught unaware. I know people who seem never to be caught unaware; often they are older and wiser, maybe they are just blessed with that ability to think on their feet.