Would You Rather Be Buried or Cremated? 
It began innocently with one of those infamous Facebook quizzes. You know the ones, written by fifth graders?
Yeah, those.
So, I decided to depart from my normal FB-MO and take the quiz. OK, it actually wasn’t a quiz…more of a poll, I guess.
Anyway….
LE saw I’d posted my preference for cremation.
“What do you want done with your ashes?” he asked.
This was a serious question coming from my man-child.
“I’d like you, Ben, Jeremy, and Bethany to scatter me over the ocean. Since we live here, and it’s so beautiful, I like you all to come back and remember me here.”
He paused.
“Would be each get a little jar of ashes to keep?”
I sensed he was becoming sad…I sure was.
“Yes, “ I said. Hoping to lighten the mood I added, “Just don’t get me confused with the pepper!”
He looked up and smiled the smile that tells me he’s thinking about something.
“Yeah, that wouldn’t be good. Meat-Loaf might become Dad-Loaf!”
out of the mouths of babes…
Nice way to lighten the mood…haha pepper
Ha! Funny story. I’m glad the punchline explains the photo, because otherwise I thought it was a morbid choice!! Reminded me of The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, Her Lover