I was woken up by a ding from my phone.
Dad’s Funeral Insurance money had been deposited.
I told my friend.
We had breakfast, then at 9am, I called the Funeral Home to advise about the funds, I paid over the phone, and was asked questions about where I wanted the funeral, etc.
I received a call back a few hours later about the funeral, and the celebrant would be in contact about the order of service.
My friend and I then set about trying to find the music for the funeral.
I wanted mum and dad’s song and a couple of others; I knew he would love, which we found.
My friend’s husband advised they would be heading home the following day.
I caught the bus a train/s home. I notified the office requesting exclusive use of the TV room for around an hour, which was granted.
The questions all started about dad and why I never allowed anyone to visit. I copped abuse because of that decision. I wasn’t given the chance to respond either.
I drew up an invitation list, for residents and staff. I advised my reasons why.
Friday, the celebrant arrived, the Owner asked if we wanted a coffee, we both did and said thank you.
We got to and started planning the funeral, which was great.
The only thing I wasn’t happy about: She wanted me to get up and give the Eulogy, but I decided to for dad’s sake.
I’d arranged to spend the weekend with my friend and her family, then we would all travel to the cemetery together on Tuesday. Monday was a Public Holiday.
I decided to rent a car, and after the celebrant left, I headed to the city to pick it up.
I drove home for dinner, then a bath and early night.
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I'm a Transfemale, whose life has not been great, lied to about various things.
I've also been lied about, which is very unfair.
Hatched in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
Knew at 4, in 1970, that I was a gurl, but unable to do anything about it.
Used & abused by others, including being molested from 6-14 by a relative, viciously assaulted, and left to die at 16, I was left infertile, & little interest in anything remotely physical.
Wanted to be a Journalist, but because of assault, unable to continue my schooling.
Because of molestation and assault, I have major trust issues.
To keep the peace & make my father happy, did what he wanted, except join Defence Forces, Guns Scare ME.
I have written & Self-Published 11 eBooks, Link below.
I moved to Melbourne Australia February 2015, which has been good.
Have since left there.
My 2022 goal is to raise enough funds to finally Establish MCC.
I plan to employ Humans & Train them in Transferrable Skills.
I also plan to employ humans suffering from illness & disease, so they have flexibility for appointments.
MCC will observe COVID safe practices long after they have been discontinued by others.
All Team Members will be required to wear PPE when in the Production area.
Shares are $5 AUD each. The reason why they are low, is to allow all everyday winners the chance to share the wealth and help create MCC.
Shareholders will share 80% of Annual After Tax profit, paid early November each year, hopefully starting late 2023.
Multiple Incomes are the way of the future.
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