Per Mom's request, last week we had a short visitation at the funeral home, followed by a party. We couldn't find a fitting venue, so we fast-tracked a city permit to have a block party. It turned out to the be the best venue possible, and Mom would have absolutely loved it.
There was live music, proper bagels and pastrami flown in from New York City, and hundreds of family and friends. We sat Mom's urn in her favorite chair overlooking the street, where she loved to perch and watch the Lakeside-goers. It was a perfect wake and party, and I suspect we'll be doing it annually.
He's having surgery Tuesday (tomorrow) to remove his tumor, so send good thoughts for quick healing.
Graham turned six yesterday, and we all celebrated by spoiling him rotten.