Sorting Through Stuff

Sorting Through Stuff

The morning after my mom died, we found a picture of her standing on her gravesite.  It had been taken maybe 15 years earlier and was in a clear, well-organized folder with all the other documents showing ownership of the burial plot.  We were only supposed to (and only did) find it on the occasion of her death.  My mother had a strange sense of humor.

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