This is a true story. No fiction. None what so ever.
Today Kay and I were out doing our usual Saturday bank and shopping. It was such a beautiful day. The sun is out and life is good.
And I figured I would treat her to lunch out while we were doing things.
The conversation went exactly like this:
Kay: I was thinking about when your gone...
ME: Huh ?
Kay: You know what I'm saying
ME: NO I DON"T !
Kay: Well I know you want to be back in West Virgina, and if I bury you there I will have to travel to visit your grave.
ME: WHAT IN GODS NAME ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT WOMAN !
Kay: Well it makes better sense to have you creamated. That way I can always have you close to me.
I thought for a moment...what a sweet thing for her to think of. That's really wonderful and I love her for it.
Never mind that she said: " Yep just like an Aunt of my ex's did and carried around the ashes in a suitcase for two years until she found the right place to let them go. And besides if I ever get stuck in a storm I can throw your ashes under the wheels to get me going again.."
The woman is from Vermont...don't trust her.
I Love Ya still Sweetie...even if you do want to throw me under the truck...