…and I’m getting life insurance quotes. I know that he is the major breadwinner around here, but this whole ordeal has affected my health, too. He will still have his job to get by should I kick the bucket before he does, but I should at least have some life insurance so that he can pay for my final expenses.
Not that they will be all that much. I don’t want a fancy funeral. I want to be cremated, and have my ashes scattered around the Nubble Lighthouse, in York Beach, Maine, where Mike and I got married. He wants the same thing should he croak first.
So, all he’d have to worry about is paying for the cremation, plus renting a boat so he can go out into the ocean and scatter the ashes. Still, it would be nice if I left behind money to pay for that!
Enough of this morbid talk! Life goes on, and we’re finally getting ours back!
