Friday Magpie -- Mag 38 "Bones"

Mom didn't want to be buried.

"Dead people should be done

with taking up space here."  So we

scattered the ashes late one afternoon.

Unlike Grandma, whose grave is crowded

with the bones of those she had dug up

and moved when the ground changed hands,

"They're not spending eternity in that

heathen place."  So today they rest in a place

on a continent they never visited while

alive.  "There won't be any rest for anyone

in there," Pop pointed out.  Too many

talkers -- too much noise.  I feel like I

can hear their chatter when I visit -- two

whom I knew and two known only

from the stories Mom told. Like her,

they died too young.  It's nice to visit

and talk to the stones.  After

wind scatters the ashes, there's

nowhere to go to talk to the bones.

-kls 2010

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So Happy Halloween!  My kids love it for the candy -- I love it for the kids' costumes.  I was asked to make some costumes yesterday(!), but I declined.  I told them that had they asked a month ago, I would have been happy to make them.  The weekend of, not so much.

So now I have to go sample some candy -- it you're going to hand it out, you have to check it out.  It's a public service.