Funeral Planning Central
Lots going on here at Casa Sandwich, sorry to be scarce.
My uncle (OK, his remains) arrived via the United States Postal Service, and, I’ve been working for a couple of days to find a priest to preside at the interment.
My uncle wasn’t Catholic, but, my dad and I are, and, it seems to be very important to my dad that a priest rather than a deacon perform the service. However, this has been easier said than done. We will probably have to go with a deacon, and, even though the one who will likely be doing it is a friend of my dad’s, I just hate to see him disappointed.
We’re hoping to do this on Friday, and, I don’t know how I’m going to handle my kids who are completely squicked out by the thought of cremation.
I haven’t told them that he’s sitting in the box on the desk at my dad’s house. I think they think cremation is a Viking kind of thing where they set you on fire, and, send you out to sea.
Note to self: reduce their TV time.
Anyway, we’re ready to resolve all this, and, move on. At the same time, my poor dad has had some things crop back up with my mother’s estate, while he is also handling my uncle’s, which seems to have a new piece every day.
I am very proud of myself, though, because I went to the lawyer today to sign my will and power of attorney.
Go me.















Y’know, after the thing we went to the other day and chatting with a cousin whose mother just died in the fall, talking about all the “body things”, this cousin said “I don’t want to be handled after I die.” I realized that’s exactly how I feel about the whole thing and decided right then and there that’s what I wanted. Glad I got THAT out of the way!
You made me laugh! Great tale.