My friend insists I share this story with you, please don’t be offended. This happened 9 years ago and is a true story. I didn’t have much money in those days, and I am a person who makes do.
It was a beautiful fall day. I got off the bus early because I had a special trip to make before my work day began.
The funeral home was conveniently located close to my place of employment.
I went inside and was greeted at reception by an impeccably dressed gentleman in three piece suit and tie. At 8 a.m. he looked ready to greet the Queen if necessary, instead it was just me, in my scrubs, hair tied back. He was a bit uncomfortable, but polite.
“I’ve come to pick up my Mom”
He cleared his throat. I have a loud voice.
After signing all the papers, he presents me with a beautiful and large solid brass urn, it is heavy! But I was ready. I always prepare for things in advance.
I pull out my recycled plastic grocery bag – you know, the ones that can hold fifty pounds and have pictures of fruits and veggies on them.
“Put her in here” I cheerfully hold open the bag.
Aghast and with eyes as big as saucers, the gentleman lowered her gently into the bag and off I went to work. As I slung the bag over my shoulder I remarked that Mom was heavier than I remembered.
I put Mom in the back room of our office where we have our little kitchen and storage area. It was the first time Mom had ever been in my office. No one knew that she spent the day with us, everyone just presumed I had been grocery shopping before coming into work.
At the end of the day, Mom and I took the bus home, her safely tucked in the bag between my feet.
Mom would have approved.
I think this is actually very touching and it made me smile. Thanks for sharing! This is you!