September 24th is my mom’s birthday. It also happens to be her husbands, my stepdad’s birthday. weird right? Even more strange is the fact my Grandfather wanted to inter my mother’s remains on September 25th. Why? Im not sure. Close to her birthday? I’m assuming thats why.
I didn’t return for the internment, it is just really horrible to have to have a second funeral for her. The more one dwells on these things the worse they become. I thought it was really unfair for my stepdad but perhaps it forced him to be around people on his birthday. Otherwise he would’ve been squirreled away up on their 80 acres in Minnesota.
This is depressing.