I had a fantastic idea for a post. I’ve been working on it, but now I’m too tired to put it together. I know you are all terribly disappointed in me. The shame I have brou- I don’t care. I have an excuse. Today my dad and I drove up to Monroe for a funeral.
The drive up was fine. We met with the family (I was more “acquainted” than re-acquainted since it has been so long). The service was in the shade during a sunny, breezy afternoon. Perfect weather. The service was good. And at the end they released balloons and butterflies. We said our goodbyes and headed back on the road.
I’m keeping things rather succinct because it’s not quite my story to tell. I had only known the woman when I was 2 and her daughter babysat me. I have gotten to know her daughter a bit more through Facebook, but still… I was the odd man out. Ever been the odd man out at a funeral? Anyway, the butterflies will be quite memorable.
The return trip was longer than the ride up. Other than the collection of traffic, Dad wanted to stop someplace for dinner a little later on. We were grateful that we were on the other side of the traffic, going back up, as they were backed up for about 15-20 miles. Give or take. We stopped at Friendly’s and filled up before heading back. Crash! While we ate there was a 3-car accident in front of the restaurant. So that was fun.
But I’m home now. And very tired. And crabby because things can get a little tense when I’m left alone with my dad for too long. So now I will get some rest and maybe get myself together next week for better posts.