When her husband passed away, she had him cremated and brought the ashes home. With a mix of sorrow and wit, she laid them on the table and began talking to them.
“You know that fur coat you always promised me?” she said, her tone playful. “Well, I finally bought it—with the insurance money.”
She paused, then continued with a sly smile, “And the new car you promised? Got that too—with the insurance money.”
Finally, leaning in close, she whispered, “And you know that B***J** I promised you? Well, here it comes…”
Sometimes, even in grief, humor finds its way, creating moments that are as touching as they are unforgettable.
