I took my daughter to my mothers’ for our traditional Thanksgiving dinner. It’s great that my nieces and nephews were there. It sounds so much more like the holidays to hear the little ones laughing and running around.
After we had our fill my daughter pointed out a note that was taped to a cabinet. It was instructions to the children from my mother for what to do when she dies.
When I die please put my cigarettes and lighter and a flashlite (sic) and my Xanex and some change in the casket. One of my customers’ husband is going to sell water in hell so I can buy some.
Thank You, Mom.