Once again, it's a beautiful October day. The sky is radiant blue, the yellow leaves skitter across the sidewalk as the dog and I walk through the golden drifts. Even the Olympic Mountains are showing today. So how can my dear one not be here with me to celebrate the change of season? Why isn't Nature crying and stopping?
Tomorrow we will "inurn" him at Mount Tahoma National Cemetery. My brother has him right now, in his "Autumn" urn. I don't think I can bear to look at it for any more than I have to, which will be for a few minutes tomorrow. After the brief gathering near the columbarium, we will go to the Red House for a buffet lunch with family and a few friends.
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