The wife and I attended a funeral for the mother of one of her co-workers today. Not the best way to start a day but it was the right thing to do. The co-worker was a very nice guy who, even on what is probably one of the worst days of his life, met us with a smile and pleasant greeting. He even made a little work-chat with my wife and a colleague of his that had ridden with us. All in all, a really decent guy.
I can only hope that I have the strength to face that time in my own life so well, whenever it comes.
I’m gonna call my mom when I finish this.