What is a funeral, exactly? Perhaps a recognition of a passing from one phase to another. From one life to another. Usually a passing by, or a passing of, someone, or something, significant. Maybe it’s a way to let it go.
I’ve been doing a lot of that recognition lately, or so it seems. I’ve been doing a lot of letting go, lately, or so it seems.
And it seems like an appropriate time to recognize the passing of the TR WC – and to just let it go,