Originally Posted by
Jmoorewar
Noted.I lost my mom September 5th 2012 to cancer,she was only 49.I think about her everyday of my life and I will till the day I die,I love her just the same in death.But,I'm not the type to let jokes piss me off,laughter helps the healing process to me.My family doesn't do funerals,we throw party's to remember the dead.The only real funerals we have had were both my grandmothers.I never met my dads father and for my moms dad we went to Gators bar on johns pass in saint Pete and spread his ashes in the gulf,he always wanted that so he could always swim with his kids and grand kids even after death.My mom wanted the same so that's what we did.Funny story when we spread my grandpas ashes in the gulf,a cop pulled up and was going to give us a ticket for littering,until we told him what we were doing and he noticed that he was pissing off about 30 half drunk emotional Irish people,myself included,he said sorry and drove off.