Lost: ashes

Look, one thing I am not losing is my mind. I know I had my Grandmother's ashes in the urn the mortuary sold to me. I always keep the urn in my walk-in closet because Grandmother loved fashion.
Monty was helping me pick an outfit out the other day and the urn had been moved to the shoe closet.
"Monty, did you try to play with Grandma again?"
" No, it wasn't any fun. She was pretty."

"Yes she was and that is why you can't play sandbox with her." I reminded him."Now what do you think of this outfit?"

Monty went to move the urn back to the top of the middle set of dressers and stopped in his tracks.
"Um, can Grandma run away?"
"Don't be silly." I took the urn and discovered all the ashes are gone. I
looked all over. I even vaccumed each room to see if I could find her that way.
Who take her ashes? Really, I want to know? Who and why?
The only person who has visited was a really sweet girl who was looking for her dog.

I know she couldn't have done this!
Who has any need for human ashes?

Thanksgiving at the Petrellis

As if the madness hasn't already reached operatic heights, I have to be the one the family goes to for Thanksgiving dinner.

I do not even know how people are going to be arriving! R.S.V.P's only go so far when some family members are alive but missing. I have to let Dean and Deluca know my order way ahead of time.
What? I don't do cooking-why should I?
Look, I want to know if Peter is going to be there. If he is alive, I need to know if I need to add him to the table plan.

Peter always helped me with holiday meals, from planning to holding the
meals. He was my rock,my friend and he helped me believe in myself. Peter also helped me pick out outfits for each event.
When I first was unable to walk, I was an emotional mess,I mean total
wreck and it was Thanksgiving Day. I didn't want to go anywhere and I had to go
to a charity dinner Mama was heading up.
Of course, Nathan was not around,he was probably with some tramp.
"You are going and you will blow everyone away by your beauty." he whispered to me softly.
I was in bed at the time wearing my Hello Kitty pajamas and did not intend to get up.
"My life is over Peter,you have to face up to the truth."I snuffled.
That is when he actually picked me up and dragged me into my shower.
"Peter! I am your brother's wife!"
Water was soaking his clothes as he found my Philosophy shower gel "Yeah and I am a nurse and you need taking care of."
I know what some of you smutty-minded people must be thinking and he just helped me to shower.
He and I went to that dinner and had a wonderful time and it was so much fun.

Nathan never knew about that day and I doubt he would of cared. This is a new
year and I am hoping a new Nathan. An honest,caring Nathan who I can love again.
Please Peter, come home.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

My Realization

I married the wrong Petrelli,didn't I? I said DIDN'T I?
My apologies, this year has been beyond bizarre and I don't think anyone can argue with me about this.
Nathan has been cheating on me for years and now he is running about as if he is a single man.(not)
My sons could go all 'chosen ones' once they reach puberty and also getting super powers. What is a mother to do?
On the other hand,maybe they will become 'Superduper Stepford Sons'. One of the can become President of the United States! Or maybe KING! Ok, forget the king thing,unless he marries a Queen.
Uh, wait, that just sounds bad.
What would of happened if I had fallen for Peter instead? I could of been
really Emo for him. Younger guys are really trendy these days.
Peter never,ever would cheat on me and his taste in fashion can not be surpassed. He is wonderful with children and is sensitive and wow,talk about a great body.
If anyone sees Peter, could you tell him I need to see him? Nathan told me he has this power to go back in time. Hmmm....
*SIGH*
NOTE TO NATHAN:
Please get your perfect,manly butt back to me. I swear
you will enjoy the whole new Heidi.