Mother at 104

Today, on what would have been her mother's 104th birthday, Fiorella will be cremating her artifacts, the leftovers from her life that Fio and her brother have been storing for the past fifteen years. Anything anyone in the family wanted or could use has been doled out years ago, but the personal stuff remains. Over the summer, Fio went through these remnants carefully, saving anything that struck a chord with her--like photos, Mother's report cards, various diplomas and commendations--all of which were packed neatly in a large manila envelope for future generations to appreciate. But so many of the items that were apparently dear to Mother--like those two decorative candy boxes, her college notes, and what Fio suspects were her wedding shoes--had to go. But go where? Fio refused to toss any of her mother's treasures into the trash.

The solution came to her a couple of weeks ago, like a whispered message, and today she and Husband, who also loved her, will burn the remains of Mother's life in their fireplace, and the smoke will rise to the heavens.

Totally Unrelated Snippets

Fio's been reading about the Islamist protesters being mowed down in Egypt and thinking that's the way they do it in Arab countries.  Life is cheap over there.
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During a recent check-up at her plastic surgeon's office, Fiorella asked him what had happened to the skin cut off during facelifts.  He said it's put in a container and shipped off for disposal--incineration.  How interesting.  Part of Fiorella has already been cremated.
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It must be hard to be a dog and not quite understand how everything works, but maybe God feels the same sympathy toward us.

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Everywhere in the house Fio goes, she is picking up and throwing away.  She may have too much stuff, but there's  no way she's going to let herself end up on Hoarders.
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Casey Anthony, George Zimmerman. . . .even back to OJ Simpson.  Enough said.