Right after mom passed away, my brother suggested we all meet up to scatter mom's ashes the 4th of July weekend. As this was planned in March, it seemed so far off! March, I was numb but thankfully busy with Kelly's dance. April, more dance, packing with the help of my sister then our move. May, we got the necessities unpacked, traveled to High Point, NC for SERBA (Kelly was amazing), Mother's Day, my birthday (both emotional and the least celebrated ever), finals and school ending, recital rehearsals... Then June - slight more unpacking, but if I had any free time I used it to rest or mope, then all of the sudden it was time for our trip. It actually surprised me that it was time.
We planned to scatter mom's ashes in Gatlinburg, TN. The same place we scattered dad's. Mom's private memorial was sweet and not as eventful as Dad's. I think she wanted it that way. We listened to the Mamas and the Papas in her honor, we all said a little something, took turns scattering her ashes, then did some needed crying and hugging. It was bittersweet. Not closure, but another necessary step forward.
photo by Tracy Kaluba
I miss you mom. Symbolically, you are with dad again in the mountains forever... but I know I will meet you both again someday in our Heavenly home.
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