I love my nephew

I am so blessed. My sister's children always bring me joy. Geebs, Geeber, Riel is so multi-facited that he has 4 names. Gabriel just was not enough. There is little that he could ask of me that I would not do for him. Everytime he calls Lynn and I smile because we know the topic of the call will always surprise us. He is so sharp and he flies up so high that we often loose sight of his thoughts. He has patience with us mortals.

Cremation or Burial

My husband has been talking on and off about cremation. I listen with one ear. Why cremation? He doesn't want anyone to have to clean his grave. Okay. We live in AZ his family is in UT so where to bury? Okay you can be cremated.

We visited an attorney about a month ago to finalize his will. While we went over his will and explained how if he went first, all assets would pass to me. If I went first, all assets would go to him except for any items that my nieces would want and claim. We learned at that time that if we were in an accident together and he died first and I died 48 hours later, then all his assets would have transferred to me as surviving spouse and then my will would apply. I don't intentionally have a problem with after death plans so I better quit procrastinating and get one made. Another thing. Since he wants to be cremated, he went out and explored the whole thing and bought a reservation or whatever you call it.

The attorney was fine with it, but looked at me and asked me what my plans were. Dang! I had thought to be buried with him and now that he plans to be a pile of ashes in an urn where the hell do I go? My mom is to be buried with my dad at the VA cemetary. Right now I think I want to buried with my sister in Georgetown, TX with Lynn's ashes in my casket. He want to give me half the ashes and half to his daugther. I guess it's time to buy a plot next to her. All her children are married and will probably do their own thing. I'm the odd one out.

The creepy thing is that I have a box at the top of the closet with the fancy jewlery looking boxes that will hold my honey. Ewee!

I love my niece

Have you ever felt so much love for someone that you want to burst? I feel that way about my niece. The more I get to know her the more I appreciate her. She is there for me and supports me in spirit. I have always been slightly cynical when someone would say they would be willing to die for someone. Die? I would be willing to kill to save someone I loved, but die? The jury is out, but know right now you mess with her and you are toast. I mean it. As I get older and closer to the great equalizer I would trade. Yes, that's the word, trade. Trade you say? Yes, trade because I don't believe in death, like in over.