As I wake up I remember that today is the day of the funeral. I get up and do my regular morning routine the go get the dress my mom bought for me to wear.

I then curled my hair and did my makeup. "Astride when you get ready come downstairs I want to have a little family meeting before we go" my mom yells from downstairs.I grab my phone and make my way downstairs.

When I make it to the bottom of the stairs Nick, Chris, and Matt are all sitting on the couch and are all wearing a black tux. "Honey come sit down I would like to share something before we go" I make my way to the couch and take a seat next to Nick.

"So I know I said that this was a funeral and it is but I decided to have your dad cremated so we could still bring him on the move" mom speaks struggling with every word. It was silent for a minute before Matt spoke "ok" was all he said.

I am completely fine with that I mean I want to be able to have my dad wherever we move. "I'm fine with it" I say. "Nick,Chris"Mom asked, "yeah" they both said.

When we got to the funeral home everyone go out and walked inside. No one said a word the whole time the man working there just brought out the urn and then we got up and left.

We make it back to the car and everyone is silent still not making any eye contact. I look over at mom and she is silently crying. I reach over and pull her into a hug. "I'm sorry I tried to keep it together" she apologizes. "Don't apologize we all miss him and you don't have to hide your feelings" I say, the triplets all get out of the backseat and open the driver door then bring mom into a big hug.

~3 hours later~

As I hung up the phone I quickly ran over to my last box to pack. There wasn't much stuff for me to actually pack since the rest of my stuff is at my brothers house.Once I finished I got in bed and turned on thunderstorm sounds to go to sleep.

Well I try to fall asleep but all I can think about is how tomorrow we are leaving the place where all my memories of my dad are.

I mean yeah I get to take "him" with me but I don't get to take the kitchen island where we would carve pumpkins every year. Or the fireplace where we would roast marshmallows because I didn't wanna get bite by misquote's. And I know it's normal to feel this way but he would want me to live like he is still here, he always said to live like there is no tomorrow.

~next morning~

I guess through all my thoughts I finally ended up falling asleep because I woke up to my alarm going off at six. I get out of bed and through on a hoodie over my t-shirt. Then through my hair into a messy bun.

After packing all my boxes into the u-haul we all got in my moms car and left for the airport. The whole ride was pretty silent because we were all except for mom duh sleeping. Once we arrived we all went through security and did all that lame airport shit.

"Can you buy me something to eat" I beg Chris "uhm no the fuck, you never share your food with me" He reply's. "Oh wow ok it's like that" I say nodding my head. After about five minutes of begging Chris comes back with a bag of chips and just as I finish we get called to our flight.

A/n: sorry I haven't posted in forever I've been really busy also thank you for 4k.