It’s a very somber mail day around these parts.

When I arrived at work this morning, there was a scary and official envelope waiting for me. It didn’t have postage, and was marked as being from the Sergeant-at-Arms from the House of Commons. What on earth could I have done this time that the House of Commons was after me?

Turns out it was a page from the Book of Remembrance (+1) that I had requested because it’s the page my grandfather appears on. It came extremely quickly, considering the website said “6-8 weeks for delivery”. Now I have a lovely page with his name, a letter from some official guy, and the cover of the Book of Remembrance (an awesome name, which is why I keep saying it). Neat! Ed suggested I look into getting his military records, which I may try to do if I can figure out how. I am new to all this, you see. Are families normally this complicated?

If that wasn’t all depressing enough, Ed emailed me to say that he had mail for me as well – the locket I ordered had arrived. The vet gave me some of Sasha’s hair, and I had a brilliant idea of keeping some of it in a locket. I picked one out and had it engraved, and it showed up today. It’s gorgeous, but also very sad. Between dead relatives and my beloved cat, I’m awash in a sea of memories over here. I need some good times (and 12 hours of sleep).

Luckily, I also have a large bag of chocolate.