The remains of a loved one


Dad's cremains

Here is a part of what remains of my Dad in this world. My mom has the remaining portion, but she’s not ready to set Dad out on display yet. We picked out a pretty rainbow-painted container for her, but it still sits in a plastic shopping bag on her dresser, surrounded by bills and all of the paperwork involving the dead.

Dad will soon board a plane with me and head back home to Atlanta. He never had the chance to visit me there, but his remains are arriving just in time for Spring, the city’s most glorious season.

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