So I’m not back on track. Sailor Boy’s mom passed away on Tuesday. He was supposed to leave on the 18th, but due to some problems on the ship, the deployment was delayed. He got the call about his mom on Tuesday, we flew to NM on Wednesday and the ship left on Thursday. They’re going to fly him out to it.
I really didn’t want to come for the funeral. He had already said his goodbyes 3 weeks ago so coming to the funeral just put us another $700 in the hole. That may sound insensitive, but I’m not big on funerals. I don’t even want one for myself. I want to be cremated, scattered somewhere that I loved and afterward I want everyone to go out for margaritas and talk about how awesome I was. I want my loved ones to celebrate my life and have a good time, not mourn my death by staring at my dead body (which I find super creepy).