Today was a crazy day, as are most fridays at my place of employment. I was booked with services or so it felt like. I had a full honors funeral to attend at 11, and the folding of the flag was such an amazing thing to see. I teared up as usual when the honor guard handed the flag over to the widow. I keep wondering what it is that they say when they pass on the flag. Whatever it is…. they usually start to cry and that in turn makes me. They also did the gun salute and that was cool, since I havent ever seen that before.
But comes the next service…. that no one showed to. 
I was really saddened by this since the this 90 something little old lady had to have touched so many lives. So, as I brought her back to be stored for the evening, i tied the velvet bag her urn was in… I said my own little prayer for her, and hugged her tightly. Hopefully, she knows that at lest I was there. Kinda makes ya think a little…..
