I really hope that this doesn't upset any of my readers, but I just wanted to share this last experience. Looking back on it now, I probably shouldn't have gone back to the funeral home by myself. I have been waiting two weeks for them to call and tell me it was time to pick up the cremains. I started getting a bit antsy because it is supposed to snow here tonight and I needed to know what was going on.
I was called last week to pick up the death certificates which I did. It took fifteen to twenty minutes to find them, sign papers, make a copy of my driver license. At no time did anyone even mention that Tim's urn was ready to be picked up. So apparently, I could have picked him up the day after the service and didn't know it.
So after finding out that I could pick him up. I just hopped in the car and drove myself. Actually I was a bit peeved because no one had let me know, so once again I'm running on adrenaline. After I got there and they felt awful about me not being called and really didn't know what to say. I'm standing there gently crying. The gentleman brought him out in a nice little tote bag and I had to sign some more papers. They offered to take the tote bag to the car for me, but I said no. It never occurred to me that it would be heavy, I thought he was just being nice.
Well, I went out to the car, buckled the tote bag in the passenger seat and headed home. I figured I should try to eat something so I cried at the drive through and when I stopped to get a newspaper and when I rearranged to shelf to put him on.
I cried while I ate and I'm crying as I type. I am just so much sadder than I thought I would be. My dear husband would have been devastated if he had been doing this. I'm so glad he didn't have to experience these feelings. I'm so blessed that it is he that is in heaven and feeling no pain or sorrow. I would not want him to be sad and lonely. He would be so sad here without me. God knows what He's doing and makes no mistakes.
Anyway, if you are still wading through this tale of tears and mourning with me, know that I really will be fine. I know that I will be.
Here is his final resting place...
RIP Sweet Timbo, rest in peace.