make hay while the sun shines/bless your heart
I went to Albuquerque this week for my grandfather's funeral. The flowers came from Watsonville and probably were from the same stock that we sell in my store. No one cried during the service, I think it was because he was cremated and his body wasn't in the room. My grandmother has never lived alone in her entire life. She's an obsessive cleaner, but now there's no one to clean up after.