Strange title for a blog post, I know. But no apologies from me.
Henry died almost 2 years ago and I still get snail mail for him, 2 envelopes today, which is a lot. Usually, it's one in a blue moon. I'm ready for this sort of thing - I have address labels all printed with a little message saying, "My son died in May 2007. Please remove him from your mailing list!" It's convenient, I just stick it on the questionnaire that's being sent and put it in the "no postage necessary" envelope. And it works, I haven't heard from the army, the marines or the credit card companies ever again.
Today, though, I got yet another postcard from the local JC. Those come on a much too regular basis. So, I finally sat down and wrote them a letter with the same message. Hope it helps. I really do not need these constant reminders of what I have lost.
Last week, I read, or rather skimmed, a book about after death communication. Quite interesting really. I found out (again) that I've had twilight experiences. And, no, I'm not going to explain :-) There was a quote in the book by Jack Lemmon: Death is the end of a life, not a relationship.