Humor can be found in death in some of the oddest places and at the oddest times. As you know, this past Sunday was Mother's Day.
Early in the morning, my nephew Jon was in the kitchen with my sister, and they were looking for a date on the calendar to mark for a birthday party he wished to attend. My nephew pointed to May 14th and said "Hey, it's Mother's Day". And he came out to the living room and stood in front of the built in cabinets (it's called "the shrine" and I'll tell you about that later….) and wished his mother's ashes a "Happy Mother's Day".
His first Mother's Day without his Mom.
It was a sweet and touching moment. But strangely funny, too.