What a day! I went to church today and the coughing seemed under control for the most part. Stopped at the store for ingredients for sliders to take to my neighbor for those coming to her house after the service. The Memorial Service was at 3. I was glad to get home and take it easy. The deceased son's father is a singer and songwriter. His son played the drums in his band. Lots of talent in that little Cowboy Church this afternoon It made me think about the day, I meet Jesus. What a wonderful day that will be.
John and I have been cleaning up the house and getting ready for that great day. I call it "Unpacking my Casket." I wrote this letter to my kids some time ago and thought you might like to read it. Hope they can get along long enough to full fill this request.
December 7, 2016
The Ashes!
This morning, your dad and I
were talking about our ashes and this amazing idea came to us:
When we were young and carefree
we would talk about death. We laughed
and always thought it would be great to go at the same time. As we talked about the ashes today, we came up
with an idea.
Do not talk about spreading the
ashes, as some people don’t want them spread on their property and in some areas, it is against
the law. Just do it.
The ashes will come in a brown
wrapped box from the funeral home. I
remember this first from Lucile Olson and then my own parents. Do not open the box until the other dies and you
have both boxes together. Then on a day
with no wind mix the ashes {In a pail.} and spread us over a field of
wildflowers. Make sure you can see the stars over the ashes at night. When
Lucile spread Henry’s ashes it was windy and they came back on her. Don’t
cry! Laugh and celebrate the great life
we had. We would be happy if you could
do this as brother and sister. No
special gathering, just a memory. We
will be together in heaven and a little bit left here.
God holds the plans.
Love, Mom and Dad
Praying my children can do this together. It may take a miracle but my God is the miracle business. We don't want a Memorial Service. Maybe just a morning or part of a day of front porch greetings. Come as "you are" sort of thing.
The message today in church was from Isaiah 58. Our preacher is over the top awesome. He spoke on brokenhearted people. God has a purpose and plan for those people. I will use the word heartbroken as my word for tomorrow. Right now, I am tired and need to go to bed early.
Lots of great subjects running wild in my head today. They need to run free in the ink.
Stay happy and healthy.
God has been with me always.
Love is in my ink.
Mary Kay
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