Say Goodbye...

My friend Natalie lost her mother this week, my friend Elliott lost his father two weeks ago, my friend Fred lost four cousins to Coronavirus, my cousin Jimmy has passed, all over Kimmyville, all kinds of people are dying to the left and right of me.

It makes you wonder if you're going to live through this whole thing. Myself, I am not worried. I have made my peace with the Lord, I have made my peace with myself, my friends, my choir oh, and my family will come along eventually, I hope.

When we die, our remains are either prepared by a funeral director with embalming fluid and awful stuff to preserve the tissue, for some reason...or cremated.

When a loved one passes away it is up to their closest of kin to do all the arrangements. In the future, I would like to see a graveyard that is filled with ashes. After all We Came From Ashes and we go from dust to dust. Funeral Directors make way too much money, when you are in there facility, their directors try to comfort you as best they can, but they also push you to buy more expensive accoutrement. The whole funeral business needs to be redone, just like the whole business of training police officers needs to be redone. Our schools need to teach kids how to have ethics and how to change your tire and how to cook an egg and do practical things that will help them survive in an age where one virus can kill a whole planet. Coronavirus could and would if it were permitted.

We have to buy a casket, we have to buy the inner part of the casket, we have to buy a place to bury them, we have to endure weeks and weeks of people looking at me with pity. Two of my brothers have died in the last 7 years, my older sister Karen had a stroke and her health is not very robust either.

My son and his family live in northern Kentucky and I rarely see them, but my grands are the only ones who even try to be my friend. I have invited all the grandkids - except for Cooper because he is underage - down for the Derby on September 5th. I hope I see every single one of them! Derby day is the one holiday in the Thomas household that is never a source for stress or anger or fighting or any other Thomas kerfuffle.

So, here is wishing you a happy day, a lovely week, a friendly family, and somebody to be nice to you this week. It is becoming more and more real for that to happen. I have hope though that things will get better.

Peace y'all,
Kimmy