In less than an hour I leave for the airport to meet the rest of Neal's
family and to take some of his ashes back to where he grew up in the wilds
of NE CA. I've been putting the "transfer" off all week. I don't suppose I
can procrastinate any longer.
(I was going to do it outside, but it's raining. Hence the bathroom sink.)
2 comments:
*hugs*
Ugh! What a tough job.
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