Random Ramblings Are Random

So, on January 23rd my dad passed away. I'm laying in bed and I get a chat call request from my cousin in Ontario. Normally, we text back and forth, so for her to need to call me I knew something was up. Sure enough. Now, I hadn't spoken to my sister in a couple of years. Not since things went completely to shit when my mother's ashes were taken to the High Farm and spread there alongside Opa, Oma, and Uncle Peter. Anyhow, the first thing I do when I get off the call with my cousin is text my sister. My cousin had said that my sister was not ready for phone calls, so I figured a text would not go astray to at least let her know that despite all the shit, that I was still there for her. She told me that it was okay to call her. In that one phone call alone we managed to bury a lot of the past hurt and anger that was between us. And I promised her that as soon as my credit card showed up that I'd be on the first plane I could book. That call was on a Thursday, my credit c...