This is part four of my story. You might want to read;
Part One : ‘The Dream’
Part Two : ‘The Calls’
Part Three : ‘The Journey’
before reading on.
My mind was pretty clear as to how to organize the funeral. He was to be cremated. We would have a small service in the local church where he had lived. The service would be conducted by one of his friends in the village who was ‘a man of the cloth’. Afterwards, we would have a reception for all in a small hotel – just opposite. One of his favorite places.
In my mind, we should have been able to make it happen the following week.
But of course. It was Christmas. And that was just the start.
This is part three of my story. You might want to read Part One : ‘The Dream’ and Part Two : ‘The Calls’ before reading on.
Time to get on a plane. Well, actually a plane, a couple of trains and a few automobiles.
On a trip like this, I usually book ahead. But not really possible. A few hours ahead isn’t really ‘ahead’.
I packed as I booked the plane.
I decided to hold off on trains – electing to sort it out when I got to the station – and then just get the ‘next one’.
You Might Want To Read ‘The Dream’ before reading on.
My mind was spinning. Waking with a start and bells in my head. What are these numbers. I quickly realized it was the phone ringing. The adrenalin kicked in and accepted the call … noting the time … 5:30 am.
I rarely dream. Well to be more accurate, I rarely recall dreams. I wake up and maybe I can remember a little of what was going on … but on the whole not much connects my unconscious world with my conscious. Continue reading