Cassandra and I are getting older, also her parents are getting older. I've noticed that they are moving slower and I fear that soon they will be bedridden and then their time...will be done. I think they know it too. They have been talking about what kind of funeral they want, what flowers on
their grave site and even what poems should be read. I wish I could get Starr's old
trophies, she misses them and it would be great to bury her with them.
Bad news, I am no longer the manager at
CupaJava. I am now just a cashier...for now. Apparently I'm too "bossy", isn't that my job? Well now I manage the bakery section which smells delicious! I still get to help out more than a normal cashier. I will help plan the new shipment of coffee in the store and rearrange the magazine and reading area for more
efficiency.
Such a strange thing, both of my sons are expecting children. I visited them both, perhaps it's true what they say, a new birth means a new death...but why mother and father? Why now?
I'm worried about Cassandra, she's been taking the death of her parents mighty hard. I sent her to the new community lot-Jacob's Vineyard, so that she could relax and get some lunch and visit the spa. She ended up leaving early and coming home to raid the fridge and cry. She's picking up weight and I'm concerned for her health. Thankfully the memorial service will be soon. I am taking the day off and the children will not go to school. I hope she gets better, I don't know how to comfort her in this time of sorrow.
Mother and father are dead. Old age. I am still in shock. The pastor dropped by to make sure that the family was alright and to discuss the arrangements. Thankfully they left very detailed instructions, so we are preparing for thier funeral this simFriday. That should leave plenty of time for annoucements and other arrangements to be made. I must buy some funeral snapdragons and dresses for the girls, the boys need to be notified, I...I think I need a cup of tea...
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