The Aftermath, Part 1

I should so go down to a racetrack. I'd clean up. I was dead on with my prediction of how today would go. When we went to see the lawyer, my father FORGOT my grandmother's will. The one he had been looking for just this morning, before calling to make the appointment with the lawyer and the funeral home. Then, he managed to get us to the funeral home two hours ahead of our appointment. Now, he's having me pick out a psalm or poem to go on her prayer card (and pushing for me to write one) even though he is the methodist like my grandmother was and I am pagan. I think it would be much more appropriate for him to pick out something that reflects her spiritual beliefs, but it looks like that's not happening. I have a whole booklet of poems and psalms to go through, and I might end up writing my own... still not sure on that. Somehow, I don't quite think that Final Visitor is appropriate for a prayer card to be sent to family members who were not here with us for her long battle with Alzheimer's. I'll probably come up with something... we'll see.

We're having a private viewing tomorrow just for him and me... she'll be cremated after that, and we'll have her interred with my grandfather's ashes at a local cemetary... have a memorial service graveside then, and put in a new plaque marking the grave as both of theirs instead of just as his... might be a month or two before we have the actual graveside service, but once she's cremated there's no real rush.

Surprisingly, the funeral home posts obituaries online as well as in the local papers. Hers turned out rather tastefully, I think.
http://www.mayslanding.com/bfh/Obituaries/Marian_R__Cutter/marian_r__cutter.html