I remember watching my grandfather bury my grandmother’s ashes on our family’s farm twenty-five years ago. It was November, upstate New York, a cold winter’s evening. We…all walked behind my grandfather through the purple evening shadows across the familiar meadows, out to the sandy point by the river’s bend where he had decided to bury his wife’s remains. He carried a lantern in one hand and a shovel over his shoulder. The ground was covered with snow and the digging was hard work – even for such a small container as this urn, even for such a robust man as Grandpa Stanley. But he hung the lantern on a naked tree limb and steadily dug that hold – and then it was over. And that’s how it goes. You have somebody for a little while, and then that person is gone.
Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert
Honey, I realized that if I die first you’ll want to do a slide show. I’ll have to get together some childhood photos. You know which song to use, the one that makes me cry. Be sure to send the slide to my East Coast friends. I don’t want to be laid out for the viewing, okay? Close the box, please. I would appreciate some privacy. And you know me. Don’t even look at the first-class caskets. No sense in burying your money with your wife. I insist on traveling Economy. Oh gosh, the eulogy. Oh gosh, your grammar. Uh…why don’t we give the words over to our pastor? Or…or Jon? You’ll be busy with the preparations anyway. Let me leave you with at least this token of peace: you have my blessing to remarry. Someone who will love you better than I did and make me look bad. I gotta let go my ego sometime – but ONLY if she is good to Tennyson and will mind my food blog for his meals. Gee, I hope she’s not A.D.D. I would approve if she has kids, if he can get instant siblings out of the deal. ‘S me, bargain-hunting through the end.
I don’t want you to cry too much. I mean that. You live while you can. But remember to hold our son when he spills those tears. Tell him Umma is happier than she’s ever been, that she’s finally had the reunion that burst her heart with joy. And that she asked the Lord for the dog-free section, the food’s organic, and there are no dishes. You always thought I was marketable, saw my name in literary lights. And here I probably leave you with no royalties or anything for all the writing you freed me up for. You’re right. You should’ve taken out the life insurance on me. But you’ll always have A Holistic Journey, one that never ends. I hope your wife’s not the jealous type. Just please make sure Tennyson reads this blog, my gift to him. Tell him the one thing I ask of him, the one thing I ask to redeem all my work with him, is the drumming. It would please me so much for him to get a college scholarship. I never planned to burden the boy, but what can he expect? Korean Mom. A little pressure doesn’t hurt. Save my rings for his wife.
Husband’s email yesterday: “Remember, if you die, I’m vaccinating him, putting him in public school, feeding him fast food, and putting him to bed without washing his hands after the bathroom.”
Dear God,
Tennyson’s on autopilot with the hand-washing but I still REFUSE to see you in the next ten years.
Love,
Bull-headed in California, aka Holistic Wayfarer
The Song:
A subject many don’t wish to think about, but as usual Diana, your words and spin on things displays the essence of who you are. π P.S. Please accept my nomination for you as a Versatile Blogger. xo http://dgkayewriter.com/versatile-blogger-awards-nominees-smorgasbord-variety-spice-life/
Very sweet, both the word on my blogging and the nomination. I have up a No-More-Awards-Thank-You on my sidebar. Thanks for thinking of me and congrats, Deb.
Thanks Diana. And yes, I know your rule. Just wanted you to know I chose you despite it. π Please enjoy the chocolates! β€
Turning your nose up at rules. Ho HO!
Thought you knew me by now? Against the grain! π
You have to have that streak to be able to push your own book out there. =)
Well, lucky me! π
Dear lawdy. Even nagging from the afterlife?!?! Sheesh. He must be a saint. π
“nagging from the afterlife?!?!”
ExACtLy. Just kills me I’ll have limited control from out there.
Not sure how you found me, and I’m sure glad you did. Beautiful expression here. All over the screen! love it!
Thanks for connecting. =) I liked your username.
I appreciate the follow. I look fwd to sharing in one another’s journey. Welcome. =)
Diana