I Was Not Content. It Did Not Feel Good. I Was Not Glad.
Chapter Twenty-Six. My time on the CCMS campus is over. Practicum starts on Monday. Still doing on-call nights and weekends at my current funeral home residence. Forty-four days until I graduate with a Bachelor’s in Mortuary Science. Still need to find an apprenticeship. Life is good.
Chapter Twenty-Seven. The Covid-19 pandemic is a thing. Graduation has been cancelled, but my practicum will still plug on. Protocol has changed at funeral homes. I will not be going back West. My apprenticeship will be here in Ohio. I’m content with my decision.
Chapter Twenty-Eight. All my stuff is in my new apartment. No power until tomorrow, so I’m staying with my cousin-brother tonight. Super excited about getting settled this week. My new job/apprenticeship starts on May 1st. Setting down some Ohio roots. Feels good.
Chapter Twenty-Nine. Been in my own place and at my Apprenticeship for little over a month. Pleased with both. The country as a whole, however, is a shit show. Doing my best to stay sane, and remember what’s truly important in life. Glad I chose to stay in Ohio.
Chapter Thirty. Wow. Thirty. I’ve been in Ohio almost three years. So much has happened. And yet, nothing at all. Masks are life. Handshakes and hugs are a thing of the past. I won an award for embalming, and funeral service is my calling. All things considered, life is still good.
Looking back, I disagree with this. But hang in there with me…
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