Internment tomorrow

As a family we are holding off on the funeral until all of the travel restrictions are lifted.  My mom is being interned tomorrow with my dad.  My sister who lives there, and another sister not hindered by the restrictions will be there also.

I cannot be there.  My brother and I tried but equipment shortfalls combined with the restrictions hindered us.  It is too bad.

My father-in-law passed 3 years ago today, same year my other brother passed, this same month.  

So.  Sad day remembering.  Was a bit melancholy.  Watered the lawn.  Went to Church (livestream), hung out with Barb.

It is good.  We always have today.  And today is the day of salvation.

Time to go to bed.   Night.

Dark Humour

 Dark humour is like food (in the old days of the Soviet Union in the Ukraine).  Not everybody gets it.  Funny right?  Well, not to everybody.

Saw this on a Facebook 'humour' site.  Seems some folks were extremely offended.  Other's felt, justifiably so, that it struck far to close to home in our current society.

That was my thoughts.  Of course when reading some of the more sanctimonious comments the statement by Sgt Hulka(?) came to mind.  "lighten up Francis".  

Cruel?  Heartless?  Absolutely.  Someone posted on the link "My wife and I have decided to not have children...  we're going to tell them tonight after supper".

No taste?  To close to home?

My Birthday Poem

 Another year have passed and gone.

Which makes this Birthday ninety one.

Many things have happened this past year.

And it's a miracle I am still here.

I often wonder hwy I am left here longer than others.

Mother, father, husband, sisters and brothers.

But this is according to God's plan.

He makes no mistakes.

We just don't understand.

Now when I reach the Throne of Grace.

I hope to meet my saviour face to face.

By Jewel C. Adair