Just the way you like it...

Some mail came today, addressed to "The Estate of the Late Christopher Perkins." I looked at it for a bit not being able to imagine what it could be. I was a little stunned by this insertion of you in my day - not that I don't think about you often, just not quite like this.

I opened it to discover that in April 2004, 4 months before you died, for some reason (most likely your perpetual lack of a stable address) Revenue Canada was unable to deliver your GST cheque to you and it was returned to them. So now (six years later) it belongs to your Estate.

I thought about what you might want me to do with it (once you got over the initial disappointment of not spending it yourself) and I think that I know. It's just about enough money to take us out to dinner to celebrate Wesley's graduation from his basic training - I know you would be so proud of him and if you were here you'd do it yourself. So that's what we are going to do with your money, we'll go out to dinner to toast Wes's graduation, sit as a family and remember you. And of course we will order you a cup of tea and put an enormous amount of sugar in it, just the way you like it.