My father's death certificates came in today per the phone call recieved from the funeral home. I picked them up and sent them off to my brother so we could start accessing my father's funds to keep his house bills paid and start closing the estate.

There is just something cruel about recieving my father's death certificate on Christmas Eve. Why not yesterday? Why not the day after Christmas? Why did the freakin coroner have to take her sweet ass time in this whole mess? Her timing was just lovely. And Closure? I feel no closure. I will never feel closure. Through the very last breath I take in this lifetime.

Yeah, I'm pretty angry right now.

Snick, breathe sweetie, breathe. Yes the timing was lousy but you know what? No time would be a good time. Just try to think of it as being one step closer to your new life in 2008.

This does suck, Snick. But as Lori said, any time to receive the certificates sucks. Try to hang in there and push it out of your mind. ((hugs))