Musings

I just picked up a card for someone whose mother passed away after a long illness. Sympathy cards are always depressing, and the "Loss of Mother" ones especially so. This posed a problem, because the person I'm sending to is likely to get it after spending a fair spell of time with her family before returning home psychologically seeking to move on. I finally found one that struck what felt like the right note, focusing on the memories without seeming too "peppy," if you take my meaning.

The other thing I picked up on the trip was toothpaste. In such forms does the eternal coexist with the mundane throughout the fabric of our lives.