No one put aside a single tangible thing to remember him by. I don’t know where his remains are. He just got deleted from this earth.
I’m grateful I could do the work of holding a service for my mom and give her a worthy send off together with people she meant something to
I had talked to him the day before he suddenly died (not COVID) and it was like he checked every box that you’d want checked the last time you ever see someone. And then—a fuzzy livestreamed service during which his children were never mentioned
My mom’s older brother emailed to say he wouldn’t be attending the funeral, but solemnly assured me that he’d “always consider her as a member of the family.” My cousin and I noted that if he had gone first and our mothers had opted out of his funeral, we would judge them harshly indeed
