So i've gained custody of my Mum's ashes. She enjoyed her trip from Virginia beach, to Tybee Island. When we arrived home I took Mum's urn out of the box, and placed it on my TV cart.. I told her to behave, and kissed her urn good night.
Around 5am our TV in the livingroom turned on. It was so loud it woke both Wayne, and I up. I of course was scared, and did not want to move out the bed. Seeing how my husband is
faking it injured I had to hop out of bed and turn it off.
The remote was out of site,so the cats couldn't have stepped on it. I guess my Mum was saying good morning... Wayne told me, that I needed to tell my Mum to sleep in a little later..