Cleaning brought me to tears

I am vacuuming in all those little corners that never get attention this morning and I’m clearing out piles of paper that have accumulated from the beginning of school. And lo and behold under the papers I arrived at my dad’s ashes. They are in a jar next to the telephone. Usually they are completely covered and the telephone is never on the stand but today I have cleared the area out. The kids have no idea that the mason jar next to our change jar is filled with Grandpa. It’s a small jar – not all of dad because … Read more…