The Twin is at the cemetary right now, wanting to change my mom and dad's separate headstones to one single headstone, with a picture of the both of them on it.
So she needed all us kids to text her our "ok" on the plan. I approve, so I replied as such.
The she sent the picture she plans to put on the new headstone, and...
...well, now instead of being a productive, gettin'-work-done admin, I'm a blubbery mess.
Good GOD, I miss my parents!