Taking a peek at the ashes
WEDNESDAY, April 14 – This afternoon I sent the boys to the park to give Elsa a run. Taking advantage of their absence, I took a quick look inside the mini urn next to Jenn’s photo. Just curious. It’s still a bizarre sensation having Jennifer’s remains here in the house. I shook it, but the ash, a kind of dingy grey grit, didn’t mean much to me. The imprint from my wedding ring is still visible.
Diary of a Widower 