Morbid Thought for the Day

My mother has a saying – deaths come in threes. It seems to have some historical precedence in my family.

I’m going to a funeral today and one again tomorrow. Tomorrow will be the third in a little over a month.

I’m not looking for a pity party, here. One funeral is for a friend’s mother, and the other is for my aunt, who was quite elderly and picked her own path out (not that she won’t be missed). Just commenting on the weird coincidence.

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